Laura Llew, the alluring lady of the listcrush,
whose leaving leaves the list lamenting a loss,
lives a life of loveliness in libra.
But whose own loveliness has the lasses lime with longing,
for the lads of the list lust for her lushiousness.
But such levity lends them to alliterative limericks
that never get finished because they run out of words.
