There was an old vagrant named Nell
Who's ears were as sound as a bell;
But the pong from her feet
Could have been, to her, sweet,
As the woman had no sense of smell.
(Written Dec 2012)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Another good one John. You've reawakened my love of the limerick. Gonna have a fresh go. - the muse awakes - haven't written poetry for a couple of months. Thanks.