There once was a maiden named Purl
Who knitted for food, but then would hurl
Tried as she might
Her throat was too tight
And up it came in a swirl
By Alexandra Bitchford (no stealing, bitches)
Ok. I've been talking to an old friend that is a genius at limericks. I love these because they don't take very long, and you never know what you will get. I wrote this one in a rush, but I thought I would share. Give it a try.
Monday, March 30, 2009
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