Limerick 053 Poem by John Carter Brown
Limerick 053
There was an odd fellow named Fred
Who dreamt he had died and was dead;
And as strange as it seems
He was killed in his dreams
By his father, who'd 'gone on ahead'.
Friday, October 12, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: father,limerick
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(Written Oct 2012)
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