Limerick For St. Patrick's Day (Part 2) Poem by Chuck Audette

Limerick For St. Patrick's Day (Part 2)



Twas a swindle! Your moneys all gone!
To an Irishman with leprosy named Sean!
You run to a cop,
who says 'Hold it, just stop!
I don't believe in no leper cons! '

Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: believe,limerick
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Chuck Audette

Chuck Audette

Poetry Hell, Vermont
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