There was a young boy of Kawana
              A Limerick
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There was a young boy of Kawana
Who would always be eating bananas
For breakfast and lunch
For dinner or brunch.
His life was full of such drama.
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Written by Philip.
November 29th. 2018.

So the streets are paved with silly rhymes ?
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So the streets are paved with silly rhymes?
It ain’t my fault , these are such hard times
Not since the thirties.
Poets were *****
One cannot see the filth for the grime
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Written by Philip.
November 29th 2018.

There was a sad poet from Alex
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There was a sad poet from Alex.
Who smashed his poor toe with a mallet
The outcome of this
His shoes would not fit
He gave up his job to his valet.
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Written by Philip.
November 29th 2018.

There was a dentist known as O’Keith
              A Limerick.
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There was a dentist known as O’Keith
Who gave himself porcelain teeth.
When he took a bite
His hair caught alight
His cheeks looked like a plate of roast beef.
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Written by Philip.
November 29th 2018.

A bright Wollongong nurse of renown
A Limerick
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A bright Wollongong nurse of renown
Worked hours on end for just a pound.
Slave labour in mind
Commissioners find
Move ages to when they retire.
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Written by Philip
November 27th 2018.

There is a guy
A limerick
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There is a guy from sunny Queensland.
Who trod on a kangaroos feet and
Before he could run
The roo grabbed his gun
Before he could call a policeman.
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Another silly rhyme
Written by Philip.
November 27th. 2018.

Sea Eagles. A limerick

Some Sea Eagles that I know nearby
Backwards and forwards these birds do fly
Their nests in a tree
And so close to me.
The wonders of nature so  defined.
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Written by Philip
November 27th 2018.

Four fighters
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Four fighters on opposite sides.
With brave and just causes to fight.
Scared of each other
Ran straight to mother
On the very first order to fire.
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Written by Philip November 27th 2018.

A personal limerick.

There is a handsome man I call Crow.
Who most poets definitely know
He spends all his time
Composing his rhyme
Which is why we are here ,I suppose.
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Written by Philip.
In tribute. November 26th 2018.