Wednesday, September 26, 2018

A Limerick from Last Night's Dinner

Intentionally self effacing poem (nothing to do with the subjects in it) for your amusement.

Molly told me my problem (as such):
"You don't write about me. Not a touch!
What do you have to lose??
Then her mom (that's the muse)
said "Honey, you ain't missing much."


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