Poem by Anonymous

Limerick. “A bather whose clothing was strewed…”

A bather whose clothing was strewed
By winds that had left her quite nude,
	Saw a man come along…
	And unless we are wrong,
You thought the next line would be lewd.

1. Shakespeare’s Monument at Stratford-upon-Avon
2. The Guard-Chamber
3. Bide ye yet by
4. Sir Richard Whittington’s Advancement
5. The Bells of Fletching

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