Limerick 087 Poem by John Carter Brown
Limerick 087
There was a fine lady named Alice
Who couldn't afford a new palace;
She said, 'I'm no rotter,
But I'll be a squatter'
And at least it was done without malice.
Written Nov 2012)
Saturday, December 15, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: limerick
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8/28/2026 7:47:55 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Great! thanks for my night smile. just kidding. (har har har..) so nice man. so nice.