Now the New Year’s
arrived, women swear
That they will stop
living in constant fear
Bad men will be hushed
Their friend request to
be flushed
Only those be welcomed
who really care
Happy to share with PurpleTreeHouse
I write when my muse play tricks on me hiding behind the tunes of adversity. A simple thing such as smile or touch, anger or quote, music or hum,it sets my world rolling into a ball of perfumed poetry
| I could Be A Poet, er..Am I? |
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Glad to see women free from fears,
ReplyDeletegreat limerick.
Nice one!
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fun limericks.
ReplyDeleteYes, exactly. You showed it truly and well.
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