T (no first name) Wignesan


Limerick: Once A Rich Janitress Rode On A Broom - Poem by T (no first name) Wignesan

Once a rich Janitress rode on a broom
From cheek to jowl her looks spelt dire doom
She thought she owned the world
And the world owed her gold
So she chewed gold and lost gums and bloom.

© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 11, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 8, 2013


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