The boss of the Bosnian Serbs/
Was arrested one day in the ‘burbs,/
Pretending he wasnae a/
Butcher of Bosnia/
Rather a healer with herbs.///
One from the book here, which was actually well within the 140-character limit even though it didn’t have to be. It relies on the Scots form wasnae for wan’t, but have you ever tried to find a rhyme for Bosnia?
There is an old fellow called Mick/Who's been penning the odd limerick/I admit he's no Keats/But he does them in tweets/So to follow, you just have to click. https://twitter.com/#!/twitmericks
"The limerick master of the twitterati" (The Guardian).
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