There once was a singer of old,
Who then broke away from the fold,
He won’t give you up,
He won’t let you down,
In a word you have been limerick-rolled.How dare you make me read this with my own two eyes…
There once was a singer of old,
Who then broke away from the fold,
He won’t give you up,
He won’t let you down,
In a word you have been limerick-rolled.How dare you make me read this with my own two eyes…