Once, a young man with a fine new hat,
Decided that his chapeau was all of that.
He took it for a stroll one blustery Spring day
The wind relieved him of it, right away.
He forlornly watched it land in some mud with a splat.
04/18/1975
Author's Note: A high school attempt at a Limerick....
Posted on 02/12/2008Copyright © 2024 Joe Cramer
