LIMERICKS AND STUFF By Leigh Collin Brandt
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Wednesday, November 22, 2023
I'm Comfortable, Except For The Tree
Someone placed a pretty flower above, on my worn headstone,
My body is so rotted, all that's left is my jaw bone,
My ghost sometimes will prance,
And, around my grave I'll dance,
The tree that has grown straight out of me, will often drop a cone.
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