Limerick: Cold Feet
©08-04-2020, Olan L. Smith
There once was a gal from Missouri
Who had to leave town in a flurry.
She jumped in her carriage,
She's not one for marriage,
And fled from the church in a hurry.
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Poems from the Quill, by Olan L. Smith
Poetry"Poems from the Quill" is where I place current works that don't fall into other collections. It is here you will find obscure poems that range from constraint to free-verse. I began this collection as a contest entry, years ago, for what was then t...
