Limerick 108 Poem by John Carter Brown
Limerick 108
Rating: ★5.0
There was an old moaner named Jack
Who came under raspberry attack;
Not the ones you digest
But the kind that are best:
Those you blow with your tongue, when it's slack.
(Written Jan 2013)
Sunday, February 10, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: limerick
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8/24/2026 11:21:36 AM # rel_20260813T193622Z_3aad590
John! long time no see! like all of your limericks, this one is so perfect TOO! ! ! ! ! ! ! PERFECT! ! ! !