Tuesday, April 05, 2011

NaPoWriMo, Day Five, Poem 4.7

If some of these limericks are gross,
don't condemn them so quickly as dross.
Their penning and tooling
is just the same from-ass-pulling
that helps maintain my poem a day dose.
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