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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=425522" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Limbo Limerick - Parody Conrad AIKEN - Limberick</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">“It is time to make hay, love’s a’brim, <br>Though no sun shines a son’s lines no whim! <br>Let our stars spin together, <br>for fair future we’ll weather<br>when Sir loin lies out on a limb.”</div><div style="margin:10px 0">“Your a wit”, she replied, teasing him, <br>“or a twit, more beside, if from chim-<br>panzee Pansy descends, <br>ova comes and rules bends, <br>stimulation new nation may hymn! ”</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jonathan+Robin">Jonathan Robin</a><div class=q>
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