Sunday, April 10, 2011

Great-Grandma and a Country Politician


Today, and just for fun, I thought I'd write a limerick. I don't think I've written one of these in ten years! Who could believe it...

Anyway, without further adieu, today's poem:

[Verse of]
Great Grandma and a Country Politician

My great-grandmother would curse left and right
about politics each day and each night.
"That damned drunken Sonny,"
she'd say, "steals all our money,
and so he ought'a be locked up tight!"

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