The Inexorable Limerick
- Christina Grant
- Apr 24, 2021
- 1 min read
There was an occasional writer
who penned poems to make April brighter.
She once skipped a whole day,
then penned two Saturday
so her lapse wouldn’t come back to bite her.
top of page
She tells stories.
Some of them are true.
Most of them are not.
bottom of page
Comments