Today is my day five entry in the poetry assignment. The challenge is to use the theme Imperfect in a limerick. It is ironic to think that God would make something imperfect. There are days, however, when standing in the department store mirror, I question his motives. Even God has jokes!
My arms, fingers, and legs are long
Why God made me so is so very wrong
Long sleeved blouses don’t fit
Long pants don’t get it
But I certainly look good in a sarong!