One Night. Two Limericks.
My first ever visit to the Coal Stove Sink inspired limericks.
On the farm one is never alone
All manner of beasts freely roam
They cluck, oink, and howl
While you’re using your towel
But it makes one feel very much at home.
One night in the guest house I braved
The coal stove sink was well-behaved
If I’d found me a mirror
I might have seen clearer
And in the morning I just might have shaved.
Coal Stove Sink 
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