Limericks

Don’t know how good they’ll be. 

There once was this guy from St. Paul
Who, on the slightest of breezes, could fall
His balance was kept
As he looked where he stepped
Until he tripped on the cat and the wall

This guy from St Paul had this site
Where he could pour out the things he could write
It’s been quite a while
Since something with style
Had been out, like this one, tonight

Turns out that these limericks aren’t bad
And for that reason I’m really glad
And although I am stressed
I don’t think that I messed
Up this poem, for then I’d be sad

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