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Classical Composer Limerick #4
The Hungarian composer Franz Liszt
Sat down on a lady friend's fist;
With the suavest of smiles,
He said "stroke my piles
While I toss myself one off the wrist".
Style / type:
Free verse
Review Request (Intensity):
I appreciate moderate constructive criticism
Review Request (Direction):
How was my language use?
How does this theme appeal to you?
Is the internal logic consistent?
Editing stage:
Content level:
Explicit Content
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Comments
Gracy
Thu, 2020-10-22 21:27
Hi Edna, you always let us
Hi Edna, you always let us have a good laugh with your limericks! I love the last two lines...wow.
The title, theme, spacing an all else are fine. Kudos to you!
All the best, Gracy
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Edna Sweetlove
Sun, 2020-10-25 13:33
Ta very much..
..for your comment.
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xxx
Edna
Poet(ess) to the Stars