TWO LIMERICKS
BY ELIZABETH SOUTHWOOD
(c) 1999
A muscular, musical lady
Hummed Bach in a glade that was shady.
Then a rattlesnake came.
She was heard to exclaim,
“The snake’s got my hum, I’m a fraidy!”
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A newcomer to San Francisco
craved sourdough, even al fresco.
He from cable cars leapt
when past bakeshops they swept,
Bought bread which he gobbled with gusto.
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