Down and Out in Paris and New York
there once was a woman from Vermontwho checked in every dayto read misplaced postsonly to find his thoughtshad turned into a vaporous ghostughi miss your stories but i understand.
Okay, Self Taught Artist had my same idea. Anyway, you're never a real writer until you really get writer's block.
I havent thought of limericks in a long time; thanks so much for the chuckle!
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