Day three of National Poetry Writing Month, and what better way to celebrate my arrival in York?
Unfortunately, I made something of a false start with:
"A marvellous lady from York"
Those of you who know me well will be astonished, then relieved, to hear that I have taken a step back and decided not to publish this particular Limerick, as it is simply too obscene.
The final line is:
I'd rather just say "It's the stork".
The subject matter is tableware and I will not discuss it any further.
I have written a suitable replacement and, for public safety, it is under a cut:
Young Gertie, a Lady from York
Exerted a dangerous torque
On twisting the throttle
She passed me a bottle
"Insert it and pull out the cork"
I believe it to be unimproveable.
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