Randy Imwalle


The Legend Of Sleepy Hollow - A Halloween Limerick - Poem by Randy Imwalle

There once was a fellow named Crane
With a fear of ghosts in his brain.
The man with no head
Filled him with dread
But was that poor Ichabod slain?

Or rather, did Crane in his fright
Turn tail, run, and take flight?
One never knows
How that story goes
Was Crane out of mind, out of sight?


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First appeared at nothingbutlimericks.blogspot.com

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 19, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 22, 2013


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