Limerick 16 Poem by Phil Soar

Limerick 16



A glimpse of a little white thigh
Is a joy to a old persons eye
It can relight a flame
And drive them insane
But they never quite remember why

Tuesday, January 19, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: limerick
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