Sudbury – A bad LIMERICK about a good cat
There once was a bury named suds
She didnt like when her feet were rubbed
She scratched and she clawed
She bit and she mrawed-
till her owner pieced her ears with an awl.
Sudbury the cat,
fusses and always hungry.
Owner not so sane
how do you piece ears?
anyway, methinks that limerick structure is AABBA. so the last line could be: until her owner’s toes were stubbed. or, and that’s why today she was clubbed.