*006 Sad Limerics - Poem by John Knight
SEILTANZER (Tightrope Walker)
I had a friend - called Alan Stalker
Who was a fearless tightrope walker
One Friday night - he met his plight
He walked a rope - when he was TIGHT
Fell like a stone it served him right!
PILZWAHLUNG (Mushroom Picker)
My Polish friend - called Maric Dicker
He was an expert mushroom picker
He's now no more my poor friend Maric
He picked and ate a FLY AGARIC
Now he RIP's with his Brother Tariq
You've met my cousin - Mournful Baker
A most accomplished undertaker.
Now dead and gone - he didn't look
The UNDERTAKER - OVERTOOK
And drowned submerged in Beecher's Brook
I provided the titles in German because they often
manage to run two words (in English) into one in German.
John Knight - Avoiding the Undertaker - 8 March 2011.
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