There once was a fellow called Santa
Who's seasonal tipple was 'Fanta';
He couldn't get tight
He'd a long solo flight
Pole to pole, east to west, and Atlanta.
(Written Dec 2012)
Very good John - you're getting there. All the best for Christmas and the New Year.
Merry Christmas John to you and yours. thanks for the smiles.
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Merry Christmas dear John. best wishes in the new year with fresh limericks.