Another limerick
Mar. 22nd, 2011 09:54 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
marnanelI paused in my walking, for-- hark!
A cry from a house near the park.
I guess that I might
be acquainted with night.
I do have to stress that it's dark.
Edit:
A man owns this sycamore tree;
His house is too distant to see
me breaking my course
and confusing my horse.
But dammit, I needed to pee.
A cry from a house near the park.
I guess that I might
be acquainted with night.
I do have to stress that it's dark.
Edit:
A man owns this sycamore tree;
His house is too distant to see
me breaking my course
and confusing my horse.
But dammit, I needed to pee.
