Mar 2018
There lived an Old man of a golden fiddle
Who played it telling riddle after riddle,
But tricked by some magical gin,
Stolen was his fiddle by a goblin
And nevermore did he tell any riddle.
Who played it telling riddle after riddle,
But tricked by some magical gin,
Stolen was his fiddle by a goblin
And nevermore did he tell any riddle.
#Limerick
(31/M/Los Angeles, California.)
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