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A gambler came here from Alberta
but he lost both his socks and his shirta.
Internationally shamed
he lost all he'd gained
and snuck home to Canadian dirta.
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Unlucky at dice, the Albertan
got to the bridge and was hurtin'
just like his last roll
he could not pay the toll
and was thrown in the river, for cursin'.
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The Albertan was no kinda swimmer
dog paddling only made him grow slimmer
he reached U.S. soil
after hours of toil
but died on the beach, what a bummer.
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The Canadian was mourned internationally
both countries determined how rationally
tossing a coin for the gambler
and oh so familiar
it balanced on edge, undecidedly.
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Ambassadors finagled a settlement
For the Maple Leaf gamber's internment
they bet on a long shot
won and paid for his grave plot
which made his last win an improvement.
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allets
06-11-12
Nice
Nicely penned - very creative
A Fun Write This
Thx 4 the read...love a good limerick - glad you liked them ~~A~~
allets
allets...i like you branched out your style, creativity, and personality in this poem. excellently written.
Poetic_Eyes
This is an older poem. Read some limericks today and pulled out these. Thanks for the reading ~~A~~