limericks on fictional and nonficitonal characters
Here lies a young lad with the eyes of a cat 11 Flew in cars, and crashed into a tree; 9 Got into a row with the old Sorting Hat 11 ‘twas too bad: ‘twas more magic than he. 9 Here lies what is now left of Alice 8 Who chose to seek fun in a cave 8 She met some creatures of malice 8 Befuddled, she went to her grave. 8 There was this old man who would shout Come, peoples! Come on! It’s about The big Nazi throng The Jewish are wrong!