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Spitballing

Member since 2002 · Posted 25 May 2004 · 4 comments

I once knew a child who spit, 'twas publicly said: "He's unfit!" One day he was gone... they, in horror, looked on he was seasoned with thyme on a spit.

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[7] horus8 25-May-04/6:58 PM Reply

Could have ended stronger.

Needs a new last line.

[8] Dan garcia-Black 25-May-04/7:11 PM Reply

Can you work 'clit' or 'tit' or 'submit' in there someplace? Damn! I'm turning into a white woman-- Michael Jackson.

[7] ggawrysi 31-May-04/7:19 PM Reply

"they, in horror, looked on" breaks the flow of a limerick, and i agree that the last line is weak. take out the commas from the horror line and that part is fixed... the rest is up to you

[1] Edna Sweetlove 15-May-06/5:03 PM Reply

He deserved it. So do you for not knowing the past tense of "to spit".