Limerick 117 Poem by John Carter Brown

Limerick 117

Rating: 5.0


There once was a fellow named Fred
Who bought him a water-filled bed;
But worst came to worst
When the stupid thing burst,
Nearly drowned him, and left him for dead.

(Written Dec 2013)

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I'm on another Limerick roll I think!
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Noreen Carden 05 December 2013

Great limerick john you made me smile on a dark cold day so well done

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Lorraine Colon 04 December 2013

Soon you will receive knighthood for your great limericks. Sir John - sounds good, doesn't it? Well, you deserve it, good job!

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