Luann by Greg Evans and Karen Evans for October 05, 2012
October 04, 2012
October 06, 2012
Transcript:
Luann: "I'm afriad if I ask Quill what he wants to talk about, it'll be bad news" Mom: "Or, it could be good news, honey, send a text or something. Ask him what's up. Just keep it casual and breezy" Luann: "Right. Casual and breezy. I can do that. 'My darling Quill-" Mom: "Stop."
I feel like if you start your poem with “There once was a…” you can’t later say “limerick simerick”. You committed to a limerick and failed to deliver. Five lines, rhyme scheme A,A,B,B, A.