T (no first name) Wignesan


Limerick: Once A Rich Widow Went To The Globe - Poem by T (no first name) Wignesan

Once a rich Widow went to the Globe*
To fill her pipes in a jolly robe
A lone lost-looking bloke
Lost his poke in her choke
Now all he’s good for is to blow globe.
or
What he should do now is to blow The Globe!

• Globe: A café-restaurant in Paris where the old and the young get to meeting.

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© T. Wignesan – Paris,2013

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, July 4, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 23, 2013


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