Limericks & Corks
There Was A Young Man In A Bed
There was a young man in a bed
who snored quite a lot, and then said
“snoring’s quite nice
roasted with rice
hang on—whose stolen my head?”
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Introduction
There Was A Young Lady From Venus
A Newspaper Editor Said
I’m Sitting Upon This ’Ere Train
’twas Ten Years Ago To This Day
There Once Was A Cat And A Dog
Look Back To The Romany Times
There Was A Young Man In A Bed
There Once Was A Bureaucrat
There Was A Young Man From Nantucket
There Once Was A Monday On Tuesday
It Wasn’t What I Really Expected
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