Thursday, January 18, 2007
The Limerick Story

There was once a Crusader of Light
Who made a superb Sabre of Might.
He killed a man
And then he ran
From a dragon ten times his height.

There was once a soldier with a gun
Fighting enemies under the sun
Blood was spilled,
He got killed
By a friend who went on the run.

There was once an innocent boy
whose father had made his dog a toy.
His dog went mad
- Bit him dead,
Bringing Death enormous joy.

There was once a man who loved to jive.
Died thrice unluckily in his past lives.
All seemed fine
This one time
Till he died at half-past five.
Heh, looks like someone took H2 Literature.

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