Lady from Nairn

Katherine Thinkings and poems February 3, 2022 1 Minute

There was an old lady from Nairn

Who loved to lie down amidst

ferns

Until she lay on a thistle

Her words made dogs whistle

This is quite common we learn.

Published by Katherine

Published February 3, 2022

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