There's something very addictive about limericks - once you start it's hard to stop - like those songs you get in your head that keep going and going...
There once was a girl named Eileen
Who was thin as the string on a bean
She met a fine dandy
Who filled her with candy
Now she’s traded her small for a queen
In Rome lives a woman named Thea
Who works in Papa’s pizzaria
She makes crust oh so nicely
And meatballs so spicy
We call her our own “Mama Mia!”
Ok, ok! So I missed yesterday, too. I'm not giving up!
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