I met a young nun in December
Who gave me a night to remember.
A very old monk
Snored in his bunk,
While that nun sang hymns in December
I met a young nun in December
Who gave me a night to remember.
A very old monk
Snored in his bunk,
While that nun sang hymns in December
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I’m glad you enjoyed my poem, Beth!
Another witty limerick. I like them.