Limericks on a FridayA Poem by JE FalconTwo Limericks just because.The Sandman stored his dust that day When the harvest moon came out to play. So, we gathered around To that guitar sound And sang our blues away.
They say it's April fool's day And to me that sounds OK Until the prank is my yoke And I'm the brunt of the joke Then I do not want to play.
JE Falcon 04-01-2022 © 2022 JE FalconReviews
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StatsAuthorJE FalconCAAboutI began writing poems and narrative poems as a hobby about 1970. I like writing in rhyme but have others. I published some poems and won some awards in the 1980's, mostly in quarterlies across the U.. more..Writing
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