Unborn (Limerick) Poem by Spock the Vegan
Unborn (Limerick)
It was warm there in the womb
Like a soft and watery tomb
And though I was dumb
I sucked on my thumb
Until I was expelled into the cold room
Did you get stuck in the wrong egg? It looks like you have a third leg! Well, that's not so bad, So don't feel too sad, You just hang it up on a peg!
Hummm, I've read some of your limericks. This one is over the top.
Wonderful Limerick shared on birth and thought of fetus. Very wise sharing really...10
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8/8/2026 8:19:43 AM # rel_20260806T081513Z_580e7f4
This is incredible. You have done the impossible- creating humour through a lovely this limerick poem on an unborn or just born child. I thank you, Mr Spock, for sharing such a fine masterpiece. And though I was dumb I sucked on my thumb
Thanks a whole lot. Sometimes one comes together nicely.