Limerick Fun - Poem by Ruth Walters
There was an old codger from Brent,
who spent all his wages on rent
he'd saved up some shillings
right from the beginning
for a saucy young girlie called Gwen.
On Thursday, to watch her bits jiggle
he asked her to wriggle and wiggle
His rent went unpaid
much to his dismay
but the look on his face made us giggle.
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