Thursday, 14 April 2011

L is a Limerick

There once was a girl named Kate,
who had a discouraging trait:
no matter what makeup
or perfume or hairdo,
she couldn't find someone to date.
By Katherine Moynihan
(who, as you know, managed eventually to find someone great to date)


  1. I can relate to this poem, although it seems that the trait that discourages me is overlooked by others, because I've found a fate or two, making it seem that it's all just in my head but it's something that I don't like about myself, which will be bothersome whether I have a date or not.

    Oh well, lol

    Nice Limerick!

    The Madlab Post

  2. the dashboard light......
    love you both

  3. Ah! Our favourite wedding song!