Beaneaters Batter Bengals

by Hilary Barta

In Boston they shave with a cleaver
Being tossed on a wave of beard fever
But poor Motown is shattered
By big blows they were battered
All is lost with no saving reliever.

 

With Halloween approaching, you need to check out all the limericks at Hilary’s blog, LimerWrecks.


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