There was a man named Tobias
Everybody thought he was pious
He was caught in the act
With his neighbor's wife wrapped
Now he's off to Himalayas
Ήταν κάποτε ο κύριος Περικλής
Όλοι τους πίστευαν πως ήταν ευσεβής
Μα τον βρήκαν γυμνό αγκαλιά
Με του γείτονά του τη κυρά
Στα Ιμαλάια κρύφτηκε ο δυστυχής
The wicked mind is arrested In the drunkard Iustful loo gate now on saintly hill Life's rust to kill Come to be Himalaya's mate
Ha ha after neighbour's peak now went to climb himalaya wow, now he won't be on high now.5***
Interesting limerick....! So he made himself an exile and went to the mountain ranges.....! !
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This is so funny, Kostas but at the same time true. There are many Tobias in this world. They wear the orange robes of piety and do the opposite in life. And then, they all run to the Himalayas...Ha ha ha.........10