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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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