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Where for art thou, Mother

A Silly Limerick

By N.J. KarpPublished 4 years ago • 1 min read
Where for art thou, Mother
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My greatest crime, I am a bore

according to my children, one, two, three, and four.

So I hide in my shower,

hoping for at least an hour.

Yet the children wait for me outside the door.

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N.J. Karp

I write to explore. I write for pleasure. I write for the love of it. I am happy to share stories, poetry, and thoughts with other readers. I am working on publishing children's stories but I love to read mystery, romance, and fantasy.

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    Written by N.J. Karp