Poems

Here are a couple of Limerick's that Tommy wrote:

There was a person in south France.

He was always in a weird trance.

He tried to go out.

But he had bad gout.

So he did not even get the chance.

There once was a man from northern Maine.

He liked to chew on sugarcane.

But even through chalk.

He just could not talk.

So he always suffered from pain.