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Owelled

There once was a man from Lowelled
He lived in a cold little howelled
His girlfriend was Pat
Together they sat
Did nothing but slowly get owelled

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Structured: Western
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You got it very short and nice, you just keep me suspenting waiting to see more

Thanks for reading my non-since poem written in the spirit of Limerick.
Gratitude,

~Mark~

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Limericks are fun to read and write and yours fit the parameters well. The only thing that I found challenging was understanding the meaning of those words in the last three lines that needed to be rhymed. "Lowelled", "howelled", and "owelled" didn't seem to rhyme and I didn't get their meaning. Perhaps it's just my own pronunciation that threw me off since we all say words differently depending on where we come from.

Respectfully,

~ Marthalyn

It's what happens, like Bostonian's call it Baastin there is a sort of drawl in Lowell that I believe stems from the days that the factories were up and running strong. I tried to capture that. Nice to know that it is not all that relative though, thanks for that.
Later,

~Mark~

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