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A Life In Limericks

A well-known person’s life story told in three Limericks



Born in London, this lad was no fool,

He was tutored at Oswestry School.

Of brains not deprived

At Oxford he thrived

And, as warden at New College, ruled.

With a wife and five children to raise

He taught for the rest of his days,

But being befuddled

His words he’d get muddled

And call foggy days, ‘doggy fays’.

It’s a tragedy one of the best

Should be famed as a figure of jest

And sadly this saint,

Who was clever though quaint,

Was at Grasmere at last ‘raid to lest’!

William Archibald Spooner

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