Limerick-Honoured Death Poem by Indira Renganathan
Limerick-Honoured Death
That known writer died.To honour him
Kindreds kept note books and pens with him
And cremated.Since then
Heard a groan to threaten
"Oh my books, they burnt.." in nightly screams
How sad.... the act of honoring turned into utter dishonor! Sometimes our good intentions can misfire! An interesting limerick!
He is alive yet...ha..ha..aha... Beautifully penned. Thank you dear madam for this fun.
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5/8/2024 9:26:01 PM # 1.0.0.1119
To expect something unusual will result in unusual only. It is like expecting tortoise to fly like an eagle, Great limerick but on sad notes.10