Limerick croisés: There was a wily woman from Spain


Limerick croisés : There was a wily woman from Spain
 
There was a wily woman from Spain
Who thought she could take much sizzling pain
She let herself be split
By mustangs in a fit
So that’s why she kept howling in vain
 
In a new town that rhymes much with tail
Dwarf made it to the top on a pail
Then he filled up her lake
With his sprung tail to take
A bath in the leaking pail and wail !
 
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013

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