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Did Louis’ first selfie in ages Foretell jokes on SNL’s stages? Picasso? Not fluky. The headphones? That’s Pooty. And loud from New York, that’s what H is.

The hard launch was duly fulfilled, Now it’s time to Sainsbury’s and chill, With 28 Clothing To ensure exposing True love at the self-checkout till.

The Malibu rounds had us wincing; There’s nowt that says love like fists clenching. No one’s a believer In knock-off H. Bieber And a snog that made Pool Girl convincing.

Some packages get you a yacht But work with the budget you’ve got: Tag along with the crew, Snap your breakfast for two, And trust that the X marks the spot.

The formula’s never finessed: Insta moots, dodgy pics, trashy press. The Sun shouts “Exclusive!” Which means it’s conclusive: Strictly business and strictly BS.

@BKatie617 💛💙 Last night was pure goodness. Felt nice to want to limerick again.

@larrylimericks Oh screw you for making me cry so easy, missed you so much!!!!! xx

In Cali, we’re high at the sight: “An old friend of mine’s here tonight!” With the boys of Bus 1 A healing’s begun— Bitter ends turning sweet feels so right.

The thing that could always bring gladness Will now surely always bring sadness. Four men in black dress Laid their brother to rest. Liam’s gone? What the fuck is this madness?

Grief whispers he’s gone; I deny. But she says it again, by and by. Then she swears he’s still here: “It’s not real, what you hear”— I’m trapped in her back-and-forth lie.

@BKatie617 Pound of flesh, mate.

@larrylimericks No matter how mad the world made us, It always held hope - a "hiatus". But then Liam died, And we cried and we cried, For our loss and the beauty he gave us.

No matter how mad the word made us, It always held hope — a “hiatus.” Been stuck on this thought, but it wouldn't fit in a limerick, so I wrote a longer thing on tumblr. tumblr.com/larrylimericks…

@BKatie617 First I've smiled in days! Sorry 😬. Hoping for happier rhymes soon. Until then, there's such great company in this unbearable misery. ❤️

@larrylimericks Fucking hell - take your pound of flesh and leave me to drown! (Worldclass, though, babes. As always. xx)

What joy these five names used to carry: Louis, Liam, Zayn, Niall and Harry. Now we ache to the core — A strange new OT4 Signed, “Louis, Zayn, Niall and Harry.”

He took the stage first, just a boy, Now the first one to leave, just a boy. Nothing’s right, hearts are torn, For Liam, we mourn — Knowing Payne means we got to know joy.

Fans in place, short shorts on, paps are booked As a new round of H-SLOT’s afoot: Harry Styles: Legs On Tour! Very mindful, demure ... Hontent’s flowing as HS4 cooks.

@bsband1Dfan 😯💚

@larrylimericks Haz-lot

For science, how do you pronounce HSLOT?

People destined to meet will do so (Some by chance on reality shows) At just the right moment— Soulmates from opponents, Matched “next to you” from the word go.