Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Limerick #1 by Barb and Carl

There was a man named Danyon

Who loved to crawl in the canyon

He was big and tall

And the cracks were small

He got stuck in one and he died.

they went in search of remains
by foot, by car, and by planes.
What they did when they found him
was oddly astoundin'
they ate soup made out of his brains

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