There was once this strange man from Irving
Suffering from a fear of flying,
Though when asked he denied,
He had still far from lied:
‘Not flying, afraid I'm of crashing.'
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Tongue-in-cheek |36.01.2019|
A beautiful Limerick with humor and fear is cutely executed. Nice work.
Thank you dear poet, alibis, alibis everywhere and round about ways.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Fine limerick...... beautiful thanks //////
Thanks indeed