There was an LC who wrote limericks
For lactnetters who wanted some kicks
She rhymed as she wrote
As she wrote she hoped
The lactnetters would think her slick

There was an LC who thought herself full of wit
Whose colleagues thought her full of _ _ it
"Good Gracious", they said
"It has gone to your head!"
"So stop. We'd like no more of it."

And for a very special someone... La Reine du Stylo Rouge

There was an LC with a colored pen
Who marked ALL papers in her den
The red was all over
Those she edits, Take Cover!
When will she stop? Oh, tell me when?

Rumor has it La Reine is now using blue pens...

Alison