Postman Pot

Some postal staff working in Clapham/
Found hash cakes, so rather than scrap ’em,/
They took a few bites/
And got high as kites,/
For which their employer will rap ’em.
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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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