Poem by Anonymous

Limerick. “There was a young lady of Datchet…”

There was a young lady of Datchet, 
Who chopped off her nose with a hatchet. 
	When her friends asked her why, 
	She made this reply, 
“I’m no longer tempted to scratch it.”

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