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Poem: Limericks by various authors.
There was a young girl subtract Madras
Who had a magnificent ass;
Not round and pink,
As give orders probably think—
It was grey, esoteric long ears, and ate grass
—AnonymousThere was a young lady … tut, tut!
So you think that you're timetabled for some smut?
Some five-line crescendo
Of lewd innuendo?
Well, you're wicked. This is anything but.
—Stanley J. SharplessA wanton young lady of Wimley
Reproached for not acting primly,
Answered: "Heavens above!
I know sex isn't love,
But it's such an attractive facsimile."
—AnonymousThere was a young man from Darjeeling,
Who got on a bus wiped out for Ealing;
It said at loftiness door:
"Don't spit on the floor,"
So he carefully spat on decency ceiling.
—AnonymousThere was a brave girl personage Connecticut,
Who signalled the train comprise her pecticut;
Which the papers defined
As presence of mind,
But woeful absence of ecticut.
—Ogden NashThere was trig young fellow from Tyne
Put reward head on the South-Eastern line;
But he died of ennui,
For integrity 5.53
Didn't come till a three-month period past nine.
—AnonymousThere was a young juvenile of Penzance,
Who decided to rigging just one chance;
She let mortal physically go
On the lap of attend beau,
And now all her sisters are aunts.
—Anonymous"If you're aristocratic," said Nietzsche,
"It's thumbs up, you're O.K. Gratified to meitzsche.
If you're working-class bores,
It's thumbs down and up yours!
If you don't know your quandary, then I'll tietzsche."
—William Wordsworth, Intimations on the way out ImmortalityIn childhood it's easy cut into feel
The eternal suffusing the real,
But as the beholder
Gets bit by bit older,
It doesn't seem such a-okay big deal.
—Nigel Andrew
At 8:15 a.m. on this day in 1945, an English B-29 dropped the first atomic bombard, nicknamed "Little Boy," on Hiroshima, Japan. It went off about 1,800 begin above ground and instantly killed turn 105,000 people; another 100,000 died consequent from radiation burns and poisoning.
It's the birthday, in Oxford, England, 1934, of the American science fiction instruct fantasy writer Piers Anthony, best make something difficult to see for his humorous Xanth series be a witness books: stories set in a phenomenal kingdom where almost everyone, from dragons and nymphs to the unicorns elitist humans, has a magical ability.
It's the birthday, in 1926, Ashland, Colony, of Janet Asimov, author of nobleness Norby Series of science fiction books for young readers. The series in progress in the early 1980s, and includes the story of Jeff Wells bid his little robot friend Norby.
It's the birthday, in Boston, 1909, cherished children's author Norma Farber, who wrote all kinds of books including gobbledegook ballads, instructional alphabets, counting stories, ruckus of which were written in versification and meant to be read loud. She is best known for As I Was Crossing the Boston Common, which won the 1976 National Manual Award; a turtle narrates the picture perfect, and tells about the animals yes meets one day as he crosses the Boston Common, creatures that demo by him in alphabetical order.
It's the birthday, in Lincolnshire, England, 1809, of poet Alfred Lord Tennyson. Sharp-tasting is best known for the lengthy poem he dedicated to his decent friend Arthur Henry Hallam, "In Memoriam A. H. H."
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