actin' like a winner for you

please just don't forget me Grinning, because he knows exactly what Remi's usual fare might be for this sort of inconvenience, Ronin leans in and presses an apologetic kiss to the Lullaby's forehead. "If you didn't mind leaving the springs I'm sure we could work something out," he begins, but it appears his husband has other ideas in mind, and it's with a furrowed brow that he hears him out. "A limerick," he repeats, groaning under his breath and spending a good few moments to try and dust the cobwebs from his brain. "Alright," Ronin says eventually, "I think I have one. Don't think I'm clever, though - I just read it in a book once." Clearing his throat and lifting his chin as if he's going to perform the poem on stage, he begins: "A wonderful bird is the pelican, His bill holds more than his belican. He can take in his beak Enough food for a week, But I’m damned if I see how the helican."