Precis som de säger i den gamla 80-talsfilmen En natt i New York: “Nobody leaves without singing the blues”, så gäller i staden Limerick att “Nobody leaves without doing a limerick” (inbillar jag mig).
Här är således ett gäng som inspirerats av vår resa!
There was a young girl from Dundee
Who needed to pee in the sea
She made a wrong turn
And felt something burn
A jellyfish she didn’t see.
There was a sweet man from Cork
Who everyone thought was a dork
Now why was that?
He wore an ugly hat,
And he just couldn’t use a fork.
There once was a man from Derry
And his name was Big Fat Jerry
He wanted away
But the worker said “Hey!
You’re too fat to fit the ferry.”
There once was a man from Joensuu
Who liked to come up with a story or two
He was a bit of a nerd,
had a way with the word
But of limericks he had no clue.
There once was a lady from Galway
Who used to have lots to say
Before she could look
Her food a seagull took
She hasn’t spoken since that day.
😂
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