Spontaneous Limericks

(From a Tibetan Café)

This restaurant is called Common Ground
The Tibetans who own it are sound
They offer brown bread
Their dogs are well fed
And monks in red robes lounge around

The monsoon has turned everything gray
The sky and the trees and the day
But rainbow umbrellas
And crimson-robed fellas
Make the mood feel festive and gay

Green tea in a teal-glazed cup
Wiggly, golden-furred pups
A Brazilian beauty
Acts snobbish and moody
‘Til he smiles, then her brown eyes light upIMG_1435

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