A parachutist from Czech Republic
never ever did have too much luck.
He dodged a tall spire,
bounced off a high wire,
hit a wall and knocked loose some pub bricks.
CZECH REPUBLIC LIMERICK
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A parachutist from Czech Republic
never ever did have too much luck.
He dodged a tall spire,
bounced off a high wire,
hit a wall and knocked loose some pub bricks.
The Ruins: Poems by Hui Ye
The Wanderer’s Song: Essential Poems by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
at day’s end,
fishermen pass
on each boat’s way home.

something moves
through autumn grass
at water’s edge.

with sun down,
the sky lingers in blue,
then fades to black.
There was a young man from South Korea
who was prone to verbal diarrhea.
“But better that kind
than from the behind,”
Said that fast-talking lad from Korea.