Limericks,7,8 (Dog's Bark/ Cat's Mew)
In Greece, lived a young lad called Mark
All he craved was to sing like a lark
After rigorous training for long
With expert help all along
As he sang, it sounded like a dog’s bark
A pussy cat seeing some milk inside a pot,
Ignorant, it would become a Gordian knot,
Put her head inwards.
Alas, the pot turned upwards
With head jammed inside, she mewed distraught!
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