I keep meaning to post a spontaneous limerick I wrote a few months back, in case I forget it. The first line was written by someone else, who commented that it sounded like the first line of a limerick.
I once had a penpal from Leeds
Who sent me a packet of seeds.
I put them in pots,
And watered them lots,
But all that came up were some weeds.
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