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. Gathering of Atholl
2. Lord Strafford’s Meditations in the Tower
3. The Bells of Fletching
4. The Old Scottish Gentleman
5. Barthram’s Dirge

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