There was a young girl called Amy
Who stayed in whenever it was rainy
Her dawdling pace
Left her last in the race
But her hair always looked starry
There was a young boy called Andrew
Who liked to be front of the queue
He never was idle
Upto girls he did sidle
But Amy always made him stew
One day on a walk back from school
Amy said Andrew was cool
He couldn't believe it
He thought she was right fit
Over the school they would now rule
A month on and the pair did break up
"Your nagging has got to stop"
Andrew did say
So Amy sent him away
That's the tale of two kids from Dollerup
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The three word Wednesday immediately made me think of limericks and it turned into a story of teenage romance.
Lesson is, I think, young love does not always last.
ReplyDeleteyoung love is so fickle
ReplyDeleteEven though I used these words in a different way, my original thought was a poem about love also!
ReplyDeleteWell, if he would just do what she asked, she wouldn't have to nag. It's his own fault!
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