Missionary Soup Poem by Sheena Blackhall

Missionary Soup



There was a young Reverend called Baker
Who was quickly despatched to his Maker
By Fijians, who said ‘He looks plump and well fed
Let's boil him up sooner than later! '

Wednesday, July 6, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: limerick
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