Limerick 102 Poem by John Carter Brown

Limerick 102



A foolish young forger from Cern
Always spent every penny he'd earn;
His savings were few
And his friends said he'd rue,
But he said he'd money to burn.

(Written Dec 2012)

Thursday, January 3, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: friends,limerick,money
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