Cold
Snow is beautifully cold
It’s bright and it’s white and it’s bold
I’ll throw some at you
And you’ll sneeze – AACHOO!
This stuff is poetry gold
It’s bright and it’s white and it’s bold
I’ll throw some at you
And you’ll sneeze – AACHOO!
This stuff is poetry gold
posted by The Limerick Guy at 1:17 PM
1 Comments:
please don't listen to limerick monkey's lies
he's not watching snow, he's just swatting flies
in his knickers, sunglasses and sunscreen
he's lost his mind and rhymes dreams
about snow bunnies and frozen thighs.
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