Limerick 081 Poem by John Carter Brown

Limerick 081



There was an old lady from Jarrow
Who found a distressed little sparrow;
His legs were O.K.
Though he'd walked a long way,
But his toes were just froze to the marrow.

(Written Nov 2012)

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I started to fill up when writing this one. All together now... Ahh, poor little thing.
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