Tuesday, 2 November 2010

Word Is Born build up...

A limerick a day, methinks, until the official launch of inc. 

So here's the first:

There was a young city cat,
Who wore the most marvellous hats,
Though none was as flat,
As that young city cat,
When a bus made him go splat.

More poetry on the hoof tomorrow.


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