(limerick) Use Five Rhymes#2
He was constantly wheeling and dealing
But his brains why they started congealing
He lost all his feeling
The ceiling was reeling
So he started a crap game while kneeling
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Don't know about a natural, Wes. But this is an original. maybe the basis for a contest between you me and Kelly.
Why not? Choose any five rhymes and go for it. I shall be watching and preparing a new oneMaybe even try your same rhymes as a variation we shall see see whatKelly thinks I ink he may be getting too old for contests