His disciples were very afraid;
From most ev'rything all of them caved.
But after He rose
They now all suppose
That ev'rything will be remade.
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
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Commentary from a Catholic's perspective in limerick and other poetic forms.
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As long as a lim'rick it be.
By God if it's not,
It's going to rot
In some com. box down under the sea.
I've found that the sonnet of love
Speaks softer than wings of a dove.
If Shakespeare found time
To write ev'ry rhyme,
You can also write verse from above.
(i.e., all comments must be in limerick, English sonnet, or another poetic form (not free verse per se).)