There once was a woman who never left her bed,
Instead she travelled around inside of her head.
She made quite a sight,
Some asked if she’d bite.
No, she’s only a dreamer, they said.
Poetry 201: journey, limerick
Poetry and Short Stories
There once was a woman who never left her bed,
Instead she travelled around inside of her head.
She made quite a sight,
Some asked if she’d bite.
No, she’s only a dreamer, they said.
Poetry 201: journey, limerick