A Couple of Limericks for My Favorite Opera

Before I lose these in a haystack of paper, I thought I’d share them here:

Turandot was fond of her riddles,
Scaring suitors so much they would piddle.
The Ice Princess feared
Anyone with a beard
Who might end her tyrannical idyll.

Then Calef in ragged disguise
Looked in her mysterious eyes
And guessed them, all right.
No one slept through the night
As he took claim of Puccini’s prize.

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