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No other limericks? (Limerick) by gothwalk

There was a young man from West Cork, Who travelled to work on a fork. When challenged for reasons, Said, "I change with the seasons! For winter, a knife has no torque."

-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 3-Aug-02/6:56 PM
This is a great limerick. The mixture of absurdity and rationality is pure, classic Lear. Anyone who doesn't think it works, because they're only used to dirty limericks, is an idiot.




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