Your attitude seems to be sassy.
And your word smithing proves quite classy.
I'd say something but,
I'm so stuck in a rut,
Because I can't find a rhyme for sassy!
Your attitude seems to be sassy.
And your word smithing proves quite classy.
I'd say something but,
I'm so stuck in a rut,
Because I can't find a rhyme for sassy!
Your attitude seems to be sassy,
And your word smithing proves quite classy.
I'd say somthing but,
I'm so stuck in a rut,
Battling with a linguistical lassie.
If you've noticed I'm actually quite dumb.
But I find these limerick things fun.
I just want to play,
Hope I'm not here all day,
Throwing limericks at a son of a gun.
I'd like to make a comment of which,
That I noticed a word you could switch.
My brain ain't hurtin'.
Of this I am certain.
I'm so glad it's not son-of-a-@%tch!
For words she is seeking and toiling,
Her skills seem to need some fine oiling.
That might do the trick,
To make all her words slick.
Do I smell coffee or her brain boiling?