A Limerick, The Jeweller - Poem by Douglas Scotney
'Creativity Is Not Of Beryl
Use Her At Your Peril'
Said a sign up near the clock.
He used her,
and lost it,
lock, barrel and stock.
The sign should have said,
'... Is Of Feral'
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