Mr. Keeneng

{Handbook of Poetic Forms pg 95 :
Is a serious limerick possible? How can one take that familiar da da ta, da da ta, da ta rhythm and mute it sufficiently that the words of a poem create a somber response? How about a serious limerick on the subject of death? here's my first attempt!}


Danny puts on his coat the same way
and still bikes to work every day
right past the spot
where his wife was shot
no more does he say the word 'Faye'


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