I was teaching poetry to my English class, and I demonstrated a limerick which I made up on the spot. I've erased it from the board, but thought I would enter it here.
I once had a horse named Bill.
He always ate his fill.
His hair was coarse,
He always ate gorse,
Until the day he ate dill.
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Neato! I had to look up the word "gorse." One of the things I like about folk who teach; you learn stuff from them. Write on....... 
