Intro to Poetry 5: Imperfect Limerick

I’m known to spill my drink with makes me think

Oh no I’m imperfect

I watch too much TV and now I believe

Oh no I’m Imperfect

No one laughed at the humor I brought then I had the thought

Oh no I’m Imperfect

My truths not concealed and there for revealed

Oh no I’m Imperfect

I’d be a fraud if I was not Flawed

Thank God I’m Imperfect

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