Megan Limerick Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

Groovy, baby! So, dig this - I’m riffin’ on "whore" like it’s a wild trip down Mulholland Drive, yeah! Picture this, mate - a dame, all curves and mystery, struttin’ through the dark L.A. streets, like Naomi Watts in that flick, ya know? “This is the girl,” she’d purr, but who’s she really? A hustler, a dream, a bloody enigma! I’m Austin Powers, baby, and I see the shagadelic layers others miss - groovy!

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A series of limericks, written a decade ago – an image made by a fine Swiss draughtman, Fuseli of Füssli, who worked for the British art-market.

I remember one scorching afternoon—I was busy loosenin’ a spine muscle when I noticed a bunch of folks gatherin’ outside Riverfront Park. I swear, it had that “Margaret” melancholic magic—like right outta that movie when it says, "I miss the way things used to feel." Pure emotion, no kidding. I mean, that park has me, uh, spellbound sometimes. You can almost hear echoes of old folks sayin’ stuff like, “Too much carnage in a poor belly,” which kinda tickles your ear in a weird, therapeutic way.

Waterford boss Peter Queally on 'harsh' aspect to Limerick defeat as his side fail to match Clare heroics