Poke It!(Limerick)A Poem by Whiskurz
Her mom has a wart on her face that grows
How that thing got there, nobody knows
I turned to my wife and said,
"Poke it, I think that it's dead"
She said, "Stop it!, that thing is her nose"
© 2012 Whiskurz
Added on June 21, 2012
Last Updated on August 23, 2012