Wednesday, June 29, 2016

Cat - a limerick by Revathi Raj Iyer

In a non-descript town lived dear old Matt
who had a mad cat that never chased a rat

She was a lazy bone
and waited for her scone

I believe that she wanted one which smelt like a rat
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