A Limerick: To Whomever Keeps Dialing Incorrectly Poem by Heidi K. Haskell

A Limerick: To Whomever Keeps Dialing Incorrectly



The phone rings, and it's you again, bumbler.
Wish you would your excitement encumber.
I am close to the brink;
For, despite what you think,
The fax machine's not at this number.

Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: limerick
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Heidi K. Haskell

Heidi K. Haskell

Heidelberg, Germany
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