by Hilary Barta
To the wall, back he goes, with a twirl
Grabs the ball, strikes a pose, then the hurl
. Though the term’s not “correct”
. I’ll be firm and direct:
I’m appalled Perkins “throws like a girl”
Hilary Barta shares his obsessions of old movies and comics at his daily limerick site, LimerWrecks.
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