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Thursday, August 23, 2012
Abby Limerick
My daughter is named for a monk place.
Thank God she hasn't a monk face.
No, hers is quite chubby,
And cutely so grubby,
While monks, theirs are saved just by grace.
Abbey Limerick
There once was an abbot in Spain.
A planter of monastic grain.
He planted his seeds
And tore out the weeds
While wearing his cassock so plain.
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