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Monica and Ted.
(warning: might be offensive to some readers)
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There once was a girl called Lewinski
Who wanted to blow Ted Kaczynski.
The air filled with shrieks:
“It’s made from plastiques!”
The blast left her dress stained and sticky.
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by > Roamoff
composed 1998.
submitted 01 Apr 2006.
Copyright © 1998 by Roamoff.
Monica and Ted.
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This poem was composed when I was writing mostly Limericks. They were usually caricatures of acquaintances (family members, co-workers, friends, etc.) or spoofs about current events. Go to > Poems, By Date and look at those written from 1989-1998 (and some others in 2001) to see the Limericks I have chosen to publish on this site.
This is one of my few "dirty" poems. I wrote it in response to a book of Limericks a co-worker showed to me. They were all dirty. However, the most offensive thing to me is that not a single one of them had meter. I complained about this to the co-worker and he naively contended that maybe meter was not possible when the poem is dirty. To show him, I wrote this one.
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