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Nun the Miser

Nun the Miser

The party’d already begun.

But Sally was not having fun.

She’d asked for a toy

That she’d hoped to enjoy

But instead ended up getting nun.

Tags: nun, Poetry, toy

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5 Responses to “Nun the Miser”

1. Joey Polanski says:

   December 6, 2009 at 3:40 am

   Heres anothr reasn,

   Fer Sally feelin glum:

   She had a strong suspicion,

   Th nun was gettin some.
2. nursemyra says:

   December 6, 2009 at 9:15 am

   oh dear… this brings back BAD memories of Catholic boarding school
3. mike says:

   December 6, 2009 at 1:52 pm

   When are you going to start a blog?
4. Joey Polanski says:

   December 7, 2009 at 9:28 am

   Th only bad memory I have o Catlick sckool was th one Friday evry munth when th nuns wore t-shirts instead o their corsets.

   
5. Atlas Cerise says:

   December 8, 2009 at 12:00 am

   Joey: Wonder if she keeps the hat on the whole time?

   nursemyra: Show us your hat.

   mike: Probably around the same time that you resume yours, Jack.

   Joey: Were you the dingbat in the belfry?