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May 2014
There once was a man named Lymerick,

And sadly he was very sick,

But he wanted a kiss,

Though his love was amiss,

so he stuck with kissing the broomstick!
I was at camp, and my friend bet me a can of mountain dew that I couldn't write a limerick about a limerick, so I did. I got my mountain dew. (I know it's not a good limerick, but I was 11...)
Victoria Johnson
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