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Here’s one more limerick before St. Paddy’s Day.
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A Picnic Under a Tree
There once was a young lady named Bea
who served a picnic under a tree.
But she drank all the wine,
and the ants came to dine
until there was nothing left for me.
*Photo and Poem by Mary K. Doyle
*Did you see my last limerick, “Walk to Nowhere?”
****For more photos and poems–Tranquility. Transcendence. Transformation
©2024, Mary K. Doyle
That’s a lovely spring photo of a tree in full blossom-and your limerick is a hoot! 🙂
Thank you, Nancy. Love the word “hoot.”
Love it!
My mischievous English teacher from high school used to try to trick us with the spellings in his limericks, he enjoyed rattling our little brains:
There once was a young lady named Bea
who served a picnic under a trea.
But she drank all the wine,
and the ants came to dine
until there was nothing left for mea.
Hahahaha. What a fun way to teach. Thanks for commenting, Dorothy.
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Thank you!
Haha absolutely loved that limerick.
It’s a lovely tree, Mary!
Thank you, Jo. That photo is from last year. I’m looking forward to spring blooms!
Hate when that happens haha
Hahahaha.
Oh, so perfect!
Midwest Mary 
I’m curious about your thoughts and comments.