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The Obligatory Limericks Game Reincarnated
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And so it begins....
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He reached for his chisel mad
which loosened the pizzle
And now it's replastered, it's healing
(apologies but the lines appeared fully-formed to me in blazing letters on my trousers)
I suppose now it's time to contrive
(as we wait for the cops to arrive) [Projoy] The muse strikes in mysterious and flammable ways... good stuff...
A sound alibi
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