I was going to tell you of the sorrow,
Of my heartache
But I find none to say
Since the sorrow melts away
as I see you coming my way.
Failure to Communicate? (Limerick)
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“Please slow down and repeat what you said,”A gal begged her impatient
spouse Ned.“And do NOT blame my ears:After two or three beers,Your words
rush, veer,...
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