The portmanteau and the Lady
Were sightseeing where it was shady,
When a man of sleaze
Said, “What a fine valise.”
And pirated portmanteau to Haiti.
The Man of Sleaze
Filed under limerick, poem, poetry, portmanteau, Random Access Thoughts, villains, writing
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Ahhh — portmanteau suitcase, now I get it!!
Haiti, eh? Well, I hope it was full of things the earthquake victims could make use of??
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heck. this one hits home…i am part of an organization that helps buy back the freedom of those stolen…
I’m a sucker for limericks– nicely done!
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Quite an interesting poem…thanks for this.
A fun poem, That is one way to go on a trip. I love this piece.
“When a man of sleaze”
Gerardine
HUh…a man of sleaze…what a great word…
I truly enjoyed this… and the bottom ones I read…
bravo!
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Happy Sensational Wednesday!
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shakira
very interesting poem.
nice perspective!