Friday, October 5, 2012

Poem 199 - Sour Day

Mr. Smith took a ripe lemon off a tree
Thinking its a sweet lime he took  a bite into it with glee
So sour it was that he closed his eyes
He started dancing around in surprise 
He went to his wife and told "To Sweet Limes I Do Have An Allergy"

OH poor Mr. Smith!
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