Insomnerick Poem by Sarah E Williams

Insomnerick



There was a young lady in bed,
who had limericks stuck in her head,
she tossed and she turned,
and eventually learned,
that the rhymes wouldn't stop 'til she's dead.

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Dec 2012
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