But how did he get there?
This limerick is an incendiary piece of fluff but my dinner has been withheld since last evening and so I give in to Lim who represents Mr.A.Cat in all matters--including this exposay of limerick groanability. And if you intend to avoid the upcoming rhyme, this would be a good time to exit. Pick any link and click.
A cat was let in to the Watergate
he wandered about with an addled pate
a portrait replied
the White House has lied
let's throw the bums out before it's too late.
((April 28 = IMPEACH))