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The Obligatory Limericks Game Reincarnated
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And so it begins....
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It proved hard to read
Mired in spilt seed
From a limb - about three inches wide
When born in the year of Ding Hai
You'll live to a factor of pi
Both you and your daughter
Do things you di'n' oughta
With bears, lions, tigers. Oh my!
Is winter arriving at last?
Well if so, let it soon be the past
I don't like the snow
Or the wind that doth blow
It's all a pain in the arse-t Getting 3 points on my poetic licence
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