LIMERICKS AND STUFF By Leigh Collin Brandt
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Saturday, November 20, 2021
HIS GIRLFRIEND SANG WAY OUT OF TUNE
My poor little ferret,
He just could not bear it,
Because his girlfriend sang way out of tune,
My poor little ferret,
Told his girlfriend her voice did not merit,
An encore, so he sits alone 'neath the moon.
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