The Sleaze pried open the Portmanteau
Hoping to find out what he didn’t know.
Inside was a brown cloak,
And a note that was a joke
Meant to be written and not spoke.
Meant to be written and not spoke
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Again a clever post…enjoyed reading it.
Thank you for all the kind words. It is a bit of an experiment, telling a story in limerick form. We’ll see how it goes. Again, thank you.