There was a tourist in Darjeeling
whose fingers and toes lost all feeling.
He didn’t remember
it’s cold in December,
and the dearth of heaters left him reeling.
Darjeeling Limerick
the !n(tro)verted yogi
Bernie Gourley. Traveling Poet-Philosopher
There was a tourist in Darjeeling
whose fingers and toes lost all feeling.
He didn’t remember
it’s cold in December,
and the dearth of heaters left him reeling.
the !n(tro)verted yogi 
Ha Ha !! Nice one.
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Your limerick inspired this true-to-life verse:
It is warm in the south, don’t you know?
In the north, we’ve got way too much snow
If we don’t clear the walks
We’ll soon hear from the cops
So we must go outside and heave ho!
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