Fall Limerick

The crisp air tells me it’s fall,
Time for cider and football.
I love this season,
Except for one reason –
Last year’s sweaters are too small.

©2011, Bridget Magee


Joy said...

It isn't the size
that causes the wretch
because I make
my sweaters stretch.
It's all these holes
in the cloth
from a hungry
big, old moth.

Bridget Magee said...

Great extension to the poem, Joy! Funny!

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