Finger lickin’ bad

Dear farmer, stay clear of the fowl/

With whom you reside cheek by jowl,/

For petting a chicken/

May cause you to sicken/

And lose all control of your bowel.///

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About twitmericks

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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