There was once a man named Bob
Who always spat a big ball of gob.
Once a gusty wind blew fair
So it travelled back into his hair
And jerked his head back with a sob.
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This is my first time at attempting a Limerick. It's supposed to be goofy, and I hope I could convey the same about Bob here.
Any kind of constructive criticism is very much welcome.
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