Monday, March 30, 2015

Limerick (Monday Poem)

There was a young farmer of Leeds
Who swallowed six packets of seeds.
It soon came to pass
He was covered with grass,
And he couldn't sit down for the weeds.

from Over the Hills and Far Away: A Treasury of Nursery Rhymes Collected by Elizabeth Hammill, 2015, Candlewick

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