A rape fan named Tom will harangue,
How he holidays down in Da Nang.
Then he shills for big oil,
And erupts like a boil,
On the arse of a slimy farang.
No, I started one, realized how pathetic writing a limerick is and what a base and childish form of amusement it is, and decided to just insult Tom straight away.
I have written better limericks than you could ever imagine ... back when I was about 18...
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