My favourite Limerick makes me laugh my arse off every time I recite it or think of it, so I'm going to share it with you all:
There once was a preacher at King's Who discoursed on God and such things, But his deepest desire Was a boy in the choir With a bottom like jelly on springs.
What's not to love about that??? What's your favourite limerick?
Hope all goes well and for that price that therapist lady should include a 5 course meal from the best restaurant in Sydney as part of her therapy session.
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