Limerick 118 Poem by John Carter Brown
Limerick 118
There was an old cowboy named Wayne
Who rode himself out on the plain;
His old horse, it soon tired
And then sadly expired
The pace, it just couldn't sustain.
(Written Dec 2013)
Thursday, December 5, 2013
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4/20/2024 12:29:24 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Woah there, u mean d horse cudnt sustain d cowboy's pace? Aw super limerick poor horse. Short n yet d rhymin is fab. Pls do try my riddle poem.