Limerick 016 Poem by John Carter Brown
Limerick 016
There once was a stock-man named Gaz
Who constantly got on your waz;
He chirped every day
In a bird kind of way
Like the prisoner from old Alcatraz.
(Written March 2004)
Thursday, September 13, 2012
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This Limerick is about a young lad who I used to work with in a warehouse, where everyone had their own particular way of staving off the boredom of the job. Gareth (Gaz) used to whistle bird impressions.
Also - for those who don't understand, 'waz'= nerves.
Also - for those who don't understand, 'waz'= nerves.
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5/13/2024 1:56:03 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Well, as like your other great limericks this one is great and unique too. so great and nice. the story is so funny and great.