There once was a wormy who’s talk
Was inducing others to mock
Hiding his pain
Waiting for rain
To boogie down on the sidewalk.
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Deasun T. Smyth
I’m a First Nations 17 year old young man, probably an old soul (not that there's anything wrong with that). I live in Saskatchewan, and I love reading, writing, conlanging, and collecting sarcastic T-shirts.
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I have been taking some time away from writing. I haven't forgotten about Vocal, the truth is I just have been too busy pursuing other things to write online and honestly, my little family and I just had a really hard month between the flu and a weird eye infection/cold circulating our house. I'm currently sipping some warm peppermint tea because my throat is sore.
By Chloe Rose Violet 🌹a day ago in BookClub
Comments (3)
This is a great limerick! I had this very clear image of worms writing on the sidewalk.
Lol, I wanna be wormy! Loved your limerick!
Splendid!! Loved your humorous Limerick!!!