I’m starting the day with a Limerick. It’s one of two I have in mind, featuring well-known WordPressers who have exchanged poetry with me in the last few weeks.
As ever, I call it poetry but offer no opinion as to the quality.
A white-haired curmudgeon named Knight,
Found his trousers had grown rather tight.
He ate so much Jalfrezi,
Which he covered in gravy,
That he will never again be quite light.
I tried to fit bahji in, but settled for gravy – less accurate but it seemed to fit better. All us artists have to compromise at some point…
There will be at least one more Limerick today – watch this space!