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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=425952" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>She'll Boot Her Commuter-Taken for a Hairy Ride-Tongue Twisters II</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Computing commuters hirsute<br>bawdy brutes though in collar and suit, <br>who as train hoots toot-toot<br>spy true beauty who’s mute, <br>on the fly give glad eye dissolute.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But each guy who sighs tries in pursuit, <br>who would lie, by and by, eye acute, <br>may through pride overshoot<br>by a wide margin moot<br>when he’d take for a ride maid astute.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Though some smiles superficial seem cute, <br>minds too sly should be given the boot, <br>be it beauty or loot, <br>or the two should it suit, <br>the solution seems 'ready, aim, shoot! ' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Though this limerick sounds convolute<br>underground rails its humour to boot: <br>as a duty uproot<br>both at work and en route, <br>trample root underfoot and then scoot! </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>(Jonathan Robin limerick written 4 July 2006 and 16 July 2007 <br>Parody Carolyn WELLS Tongue Twisters – A Tutor) </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Tongue Twisters - A Tutor</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A tutor who tooted the flute<br>Tried to tutor two tooters to toot.<br>Said the two to the tutor, <br>“Is it harder to toot, or<br>To tutor two tooters to toot? ”</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>(Carolyn WELLS 1869_1942)<br> </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Can Crime Pay? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When comptroller would syphon a dollar, <br>one may hear loud and clear victims holler! <br>Red-faced and red handed<br>the bait is soon landed, - <br>can crime pay in our heyday white collar? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There’s hot water, not flight, facts discovered, <br>Where the spotlight’s bright glare acts uncovered, <br>guilt is tried, bail denied, <br>for a wide span inside, -<br>but its rash to think all cash recovered.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>(Jonathan Robin limerick written July 4 2006)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Tongue Twisters I - A Canner</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A canner exceedingly canny<br>One morning remarked to his granny, <br>‘A canner can can<br>Anything that he can, <br>But a canner can’t can a can, can he? ’</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>(Carolyn WELLS 1869_1942) </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Tongue Twisters I – Uncanny Reply</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her granny, a Canada dancer, <br>In answer said, “fancy to chance a <br>can-can grand finale<br>with dandy kali from Bali, <br>handy fanny expansive – you can, sir! ”</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>(Jonathan Robin limerick written July 4 2006/Parody Caroyn WELLS Tongue Twisters – A Canner)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Tongue Twisters III – ICANNy Reply</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Danny, spammer ensconced on his fanny, <br>upgraded downloading Net Nanny, -<br>as damned scam the man planned<br>phishing fish, cash in hand, <br>and a land line - LAN managed tyranny.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wifey Annie, on WiFi, uncanny, <br>schemed to trace where his face raced web-cammy, -<br>both continue to surf<br>under eye of Vint Cerf<br>and his Internet dream team ICANNy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>(Jonathan Robin limerick written July 4 2006)</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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bawdy brutes though in collar and suit, 
who as train hoots toot-toot
spy true beauty who’s mute, 
on the fly give glad eye dissolute.

But each guy who sighs tries in pursuit, 
who would lie, by and by, eye acute, 
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