Another Silly Limerick
I finally found that other limerick I wrote in fifth or sixth grade. I love playing with limericks!
There once was a cat
Who was very, very fat
He really got my goat
When he stole my new boat
And sat on my very best hat.
I finally found that other limerick I wrote in fifth or sixth grade. I love playing with limericks!
There once was a cat
Who was very, very fat
He really got my goat
When he stole my new boat
And sat on my very best hat.
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