Limerick: Tip And Run Poem by Caryl Ramsdale

Limerick: Tip And Run



Whithersoever Tara wandered then,
Even seaside, she was followed by men.
But all stopped their pursuit,
When she took off her boot
And sniffed it over and over again.

Saturday, January 23, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: limerick
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