Are limericks poems?


Are limericks poems or not?
What kinds of mind think they’re rot?
I am unsure
whether they will endure.
Meantime what have I forgot?

I forgot to get up from my bed
I dreamed last night I was dead
But when I drank some tea
I needed to wee…
So I got  up and tidied my head.

Are nightmares of use to the mind?
What makes our peace start to unwind?
If I feel insecure
Can I endure,
When my friends seem to become so unkind?


About Kate Thwaite

I love writing , conversation, art, wild flowers, music and air.And books
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