A Limerick for Me

Someone wrote me a limerick. Poetry is the way to a girl’s heart.

There once was a girl who liked fried chicken 
Especially if it was finger lickin’ 
With great flare 
She cut off her hair 
But she still could make one heart’s quicken. 


A Limerick for Me

One thought on “A Limerick for Me

  1. aaugustej@gmail.com says:

    Haha! Love it!

    Jessica Ann Auguste

    “Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate but that we are powerful beyond measure.”

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s