There was an old man who had cats,
Those cats were fat and usually ate rats.
The cats chased the old man,
Right into the room fan.
No more old man, but the reign of cats.
There was a time with unusual crime,
One robbed a bank while he only used mime.
No one understood it,
But some still used it.
I guess that they never ate thyme.
(c) Selina Gurgacz 2009
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
great limericks made me smile