There was a young model from Ealing
Bereft of all passionate feeling;
Her problem was this,
She just couldn't kiss,
As the gloss on her lips kept congealing.
(Written Jan 2013)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
WOW! ! ! ! John, this is so lovely and cute! i am just laughing....wow..you are unique in writing limericks.