LIMERICKS AND STUFF By Leigh Collin Brandt
Saturday, June 12, 2021
NO GINGERBREAD FOR WHEN I SLED
Someone ate my gingerbread,
That I had saved for riding sled,
Now, out through the snow,
I must hungry go,
Without being gingerbread fed.
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