Limerick One
The Fashion One
Some fashions are made for the treadmill,
And some made to wear at a standstill.
But the ones we call “fast”
Are the ones that will last,
’Cause they’ll moulder for years in a landfill.
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The limerick competition got me started, and now I can't stop. Send help. Or food. Or money.
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Owen Schaefer
Owen Schaefer is a Canadian writer, editor and playwright living in the U.K. He writes fiction, speculative fiction, and breezy articles on writing, AI, and other nonsense. Attacks of poetry may occur.
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Comments (2)
Oh damn! This was powerful!
All too true, a very topical take on this limerick challenge!