I hope Cora's husband savors every bite
Not a crumb goes to waste, they lick their plates with delight
Then hopefully they enjoy the rest of their time
As they enter their golden years, away from their prime
And still look forward to dinner being served at night
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Author's Notes: This limerick was originally commented on Dharrsheena Raja Segarran's limerick, "Cooking Is A Scam."
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Your use of rhyme and rhythm also adds to the overall flow of the poem. Keep up the good work!💖💗👌
oh so clever! love the uplifting tone and works perfect as a response piece!