Somebody wins
Who names the twins;
While others owe success
To Limericks;
Another picks
The twenty-five more words ( or less).
Whichever system
You persist in
Judges won’t admire
What you’ve begotten
If you’ve forgotten
The wrappers they require.
I send them in;
I never win,
But neighbor, spare those tears,
For I have soap
Enough, I hope,
To last a hundred years…
by Ray Romine Sunday, July 8, 1951
