there was a poet that wore strange wigs
they were made with wool and broken twigs
his rhymes were always corked
their meaning often forked
as that poet wrote between rum swigs
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author's notes- not a Limerick it's a lymberbrick
there was a poet that wore strange wigs
they were made with wool and broken twigs
his rhymes were always corked
their meaning often forked
as that poet wrote between rum swigs
©bg 2022
author's notes- not a Limerick it's a lymberbrick