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Lazy Limericks
Published in
Jan 1, 2021
I
Turns out that, on the whole
The colour of the toilet bowl
Shouldn’t tone down
To an ugly dark brown
Instead, as white as the South Pole
II
It looks like a strange cityscape
A plate, cup and bowl landscape
It will sit for days
Until someone can raise
The energy to scrub, clean, scrape
III
Distance-wise, it’s not that far
But it always invites a spar
Who to cop on the chin
To take out the bin
When it’s not on anyone’s radar