The stench is coming from the south,
Can't you keep closed your open mouth,
Socks are lying in my west,
Your skirt since last fest,
Is lying here my sweet Lady Couth!
A lovely Limerick by Valsa George and equally good reply......................................
A witty reply to an awesome limerick by Valsa. Babajaan you justified her writing by giving apt reply. enjoyed reading both the limerick.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You have beaten me... Akhtar ji.....! My skirts...... I put to laundry after every wear...! They won't smell, I am sure! Real fun......!