Limerick 34 Poem by Phil Soar

Limerick 34



There was a young fellow from Nice
Who ran off to Rome with his niece
He was stopped at the border
Which he thought out of order
And he laid all the blame on Police

Wednesday, February 17, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: limerick
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