Limerick 023 Poem by John Carter Brown
Limerick 023
There was a musician from Delhi
His favourite composer? - Corelli;
It wasn't Sitar
But in every bar
There was music to tickle your belly.
(Written Sept 2012)
Thursday, September 13, 2012
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5/6/2024 7:06:22 AM # 1.0.0.1119
heh heh I love this one! There was a young man from South Wales who's ambition was to work in Sales he was coy, he was shy never looked in your eyes it's no wonder he went of the rails.