Chapter III: The Nose
Another story started with a sentence from Vi: "Shirley's nose was growing all the time." Nine syllables? Sounds like the start of a limerick to me.
Shirley's nose was growing all the time,
Her need for kleenex caused a life of crime.
The grocers she'd rob,
Would chase her and sob,
"That tissue's no match for your slime!"
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