Limerick 156 Poem by John Carter Brown

Limerick 156

There is a young fellow named Briscoe
who dances each night at the disco
he can Foxtrot or Jive
says it keeps him alive
and the place to be is San Francisco

Oct 2022

Friday, February 16, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: limerick
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