Tipsy Toes has tagged me to write a limerick, and she's been after me to complete the assigned task. Those who know her would be familiar with her ability to persuade people, especially when the rest of her is tipsy as well.
So here goes, my attempt at a limerick. Not thrilled with my effort, but then I've always been more of a prosaic person. (Isn't Prosaic also a brand of sedative?)
There once was a man in Hydie,
Who thought it was a little too sidey,
So he packed up his bag,
Overcame the jet lag,
And swung across the globe like Spidey!