Disclaimer: I have a nice shiny disclaimer on the first limerick. Read that and don't sue me. I'm poor.
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You sit in the yard with your tub,
But it's not at the laundry you scrub,
Why won't you just see,
They don't matter to me,
The stains on the hands that I love.
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If you have an idea for a character or a scene you'd like to see limerick'd, post it in a review and I'll see what I can do. C: