Isn't that just great? The past 3 limericks posted involve trauma of one kind or another. Why don't I just join in the fray? Being a true story makes the following more painful...
My mum played the lottery once
One week later she felt like a dunce
She'd a-won on that day
But she didn't replay
Those six numbers (she still groans and grunts!)
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