David Threadgold

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.2. Aspirations - Poem by David Threadgold

The steeple on our parish church
Has a crooked twisted spire
Our vicar tried to put it straight
With springs he’d made from wire

He wrapped them round and round the spire
Got the tension nearly right
But the springs went twang the spire went bang
And it bounced off out of sight


© 2008 David Threadgold
Rambling Riddles & Rhymes


Comments about .2. Aspirations by David Threadgold

  • Rookie - 351 Points Marilyn Lott (9/18/2008 9:30:00 PM)

    Such fun your limerick is, a delightful bouncy ride! !

    Warm Wishes,
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  • Rookie Jean Mallette (9/17/2008 10:13:00 AM)

    Like a giant spinning top! ! That's so funny! I love your sense of humor Dave. (10) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 9, 2008

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 14, 2008


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