Lim­er­icks So Good Even Girls from Nan­tucket Will Re­peat Them

Reader's Digest - - Laughter -

There once was a lady named Fer­ris Whom noth­ing could ever em­bar­rass. Till the bath salts one day, In the tub where she lay, Turned out to be plas­ter of paris. A mag­a­zine writer named Bing Could make copy from most any­thing, But the copy he wrote Of a ten-dol­lar note Was so good he now lives in Sing Sing. There once was a run­ner named Dwight Who could speed even faster than light. He set out one day In a rel­a­tive way And re­turned on the pre­vi­ous night. A for­get­ful old gas­man named Di­eter, Who went pok­ing around his gas heater, Touched a leak with his light; He blew out of sight— And, as ev­ery­one who knows any­thing about poetry can tell you, he also ru­ined the me­ter.

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