limerick
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It makes me feel better to write Limericks and a couple of people liked the last few I posted. I’m going to write some new ones just for you all. I once met a Ham surnamed Roberts. His wife was a lovely peach cobbler. We met at a picnic. There weren’t any witnesses. And thus…
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I drove a Winnebago to the Sun.I said to myself, “Look how far I’ve come.”He said to me, “You goofball.You didn’t see the truth? AllAlong I was was within you. Are you dumb?” Epic limerick, Soul. I see you. Wish I could take credit for that shit but I shouldn’t. Still working on that. Who…
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I wrote the limerick and then later the melody that fits it dropped into my head. It was magic. You probably recognize the melody. Speak to your soul when you’re downWhen nobody else is aroundYour soul will not fail youThey’ll never impale youOn trees nor on crosses nor crowns.
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And pretty much the only people who get to see this shit besides whomever might occasionally get it in their feed on there is you guys. It’s really worth opening this thread and reading all of these little poems but this is the one where I made myself cry with the final line.
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back in time.Straight to the 1990’s. I want to re-experience them I hate that they’re behind me. I know that I can do this if I Could just master time.That whole decade still exists Although we’re left behind.
Musings of the Mad 