Friday, September 23, 2011

A Personal Limerick

There once was a mother of three,
Corny, she often could be,
Post-cleaning, she'd write,
Of chocolate all night,
and the antics of her family.


No that's not REALLY me, but I often sit alone all dressed up like this to read in my serene way.

5 comments:

  1. My good friend, you make me laugh . . . as did this limerick.

    As a sidenote, thanks for all the encouragement this week. You are a blessing and a treasure.

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  2. What a wonderful Limerick. My sister wrote one for our wedding toast! They are always good for a laugh.

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  3. It's nice to see someone who likes poetry!

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  4. I love your personal limerick....and for some reason, it is not difficult for me to imagine you sitting dressed up by a tree like that!! :>)

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