Kooks, Cranks And Wallygrasses

Poem By David Harris

My friend had a very large bottom
though she exercised every so often.
I giggled so much
and wanted to touch
but she’d tell me to stop being rotten.

Comments about Kooks, Cranks And Wallygrasses

Me thinks Edward Lear would approve. Really a fun read. Much enjoyed.
No one writes Limericks like you Ruth. Very funny.


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