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Limericks of Sweet Garn
A Couple Too Stern
There once was a couple so stern
that the man, known just as "Mean Vern,".
had their son confined to the barn,
which he torched (that son named "Sweet Garn,)
so his folks could both rest in an urn.
There once was a man named Sweet Garn
Who could tell us each one a yarn.
From his youth he was strong,
Though constantly called wrong,
'til the day that he burned down the barn.
Rest at last!
I'd hasten to say,
that it's finally my day,
when listening pays for its keep.
My wife likes to snore.
I found it a bore.
'til she started to talk in her sleep.
The things she will say
now brighten my day.
For then came her turn for her keep.
That fellow named "Jack"
who keeps coming back,
by mail I received his bill.
For the truth they vowed never to spill.
Her money now sits in his till.
But she? Never his to keep.
I'd love her no more
except for her snore
and the words that spill out in her sleep,
Some promises she still can't keep.
Leak out in her sleep not deep.
Please, God, let me sleep and not snore.