There once was a cowherd from Daegu,
who liked reams of red meat in his stew.
Said his wife one warm eve
as she darned his ripped sleeve,
“tonight’s feast ran off, mooing ‘screw you!’”

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This is an older poem of mine that I came across today.  My husband and I lived in Daegu, South Korea from 2012 to 2015.  Daegu is pronounced “tay-goo”.  The original didn’t include the anapest that is desired for the limerick form, so I am slowly working on putting it in there.  This version still needs some work.