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a series of limericks

Submitted:Dec 10, 2012    Reads: 7    Comments: 2    Likes: 0   

oh please, come and ride on my blimp

i ensure it will never go limp
the finest you'll see
it is pure luxury
when it comes to my toys, i don't skimp
i will fill it with helium gas
on that hydrogen crap, i will pass
a zeppelin burned
from that stuff, i have learned
and humanity suffered en masse
it flies when the wind starts to gust
and the framework's not subject to rust
the skin is so thick
that if given a prick
it is sturdy enough not to bust
so, come to my hangar today
and up high in the clouds, we can play
they're pretty and soft
when you see them aloft
and you are the same, i must say


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