Limerick – Dark

This limerick could be the beginning of a fairy tale. Something old, and scary. Are you sitting comfortably? Once upon a time…

Within the wood so dark and deep
Where no spider dares to creep
The air is silent; deathly still:
There is a purple daffodil
That holds the key to “beauty’s” sleep…



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