Limerick 133 Poem by John Carter Brown
Limerick 133
A keen baker-boy from the east
Once cooked a magnificent feast;
But the bread was surprising
It just kept on rising
It seems he had slipped with the yeast.
(Written Dec 2013)
Wednesday, January 1, 2014
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5/9/2024 12:12:17 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A marvellous limerick to start the new year! Love surprising / rising rhyme. Keep 'em coming, John.