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Oct 17
There’s a monk by the name of St. Francis
Who strolls in the forest and prances
       While whispering words
       To the mammals and birds
Who religiously fall into trances
A new series of limericks begins
King of Limericks
Written by
King of Limericks  M/Remote
(M/Remote)   
100
     DENNY R ALLISON and Jill
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