limerick poem:
There once was a old fellow named Tole,
who used to go mining for coal.
Oh, the stories he told
and the house that he sold.
Oh, what a kind, generous soul.
Growing Awareness
learning about others and ourselves
limerick poem:
There once was a old fellow named Tole,
who used to go mining for coal.
Oh, the stories he told
and the house that he sold.
Oh, what a kind, generous soul.
You’ve done a nice job of capturing the rhythm needed for a Limerick, which shows the effort and thought you put into writing it. (Don’t go making changes now, but do you need both of the weak, one-syllable words at the beginning of line 3?)