MAD KANE
supplied the first line.
LAP MISHAP!
A fellow was trying to dine
On a ship as it sailed down the Rhine.
But the sauerkraut spilt
All over his kilt
And the Germans all shouted out 'Nein!
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Press Photograph
LANTERN FESTIVAL
The night lit up by glowing red.
A Festival of Lanterns in the city.
Transformation by candlelight.
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1 comment:
Another delightful set of poems! Thanks so much for your fun contribution to this week's Limerick-Off!
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