A Right Breeze
When the wind finds the windows are closed
It bangs & whines, it batters & blows
It whips such a breeze
makes papa’s nuts freeze
It squeezes the sneezes right out of his nose.
When the wind finds the windows are closed
It bangs & whines, it batters & blows
It whips such a breeze
makes papa’s nuts freeze
It squeezes the sneezes right out of his nose.
funny
I love to write limericks.
a neglected art form. ?
it’s true but a hard task to master.