Poem by Anonymous

Limerick. “A homely young harlot named Gert…”

A homely young harlot named Gert
Used to streetwalk until her corns hurt;
	But now she just stands
	Upside down on her hands
With her face covered up by her shirt.

1. Sir Richard Whittington’s Advancement
2. Shakespeare’s Monument at Stratford-upon-Avon
3. The Guard-Chamber
4. The Bells of Fletching
5. The Banks o’ Glaizart

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