A Limerick or two!

Fall is here and the time for reading poetry in front of a fire has arrived! Here are a couple of fun limericks to whet your appetite...

There was a young fellow named Hall,
Who fell in the spring in the fall.
’Twould have been a sad thing
If he died in the spring,
But he didn’t - he died in the fall.

A right-handed fellow named Wright,
In writing "write", always wrote "rite"
Where he meant to write right.
If he'd written "write" right
Wright would not have wrought rot writing "rite".