 Re: Limerick Contest!
There was a young halfling named Peanut,
Who was offered a delicacy: eel butt.
She glowered and spat,
"I'll never eat that!
looks too much like Jabba the Hut!"
(this is the best I could do while still paying attention to class, sorry)
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