A Couple Of Limericks Poem by Peter Rose

A Couple Of Limericks



There was a young lady from Essex,
who knew the word fetish.
She danced round her bag,
in a club for the glad.
Deep in urban Essex.

There was a young lad from Surrey,
who never had to hurry.
He smoked his pot,
oh such a lot.
That his mind is all a flurry.

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