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Saturday, March 1, 2008

Attempted Limericks

She sang the song
Her tune all wrong.
The friends tolerated
The neighbours berated
All month long.

Those who had belief
Prayed for relief.
Then there was no sound
till the police found
her body by the reef.
Posted by Ramya at 4:02 AM

1 comment:

Dhruv Matani said...

It's quite an ironic piece actually....

March 2, 2008 at 3:22 AM

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