LIMERICKS AND STUFF By Leigh Collin Brandt
Tuesday, February 20, 2024
I DIGS A HOUND HOLE FOR MY FRIEND 2
My dearest friend in the world, the hound, he died,
The ancient woodland fairies, they cried and cried,
I put my hound in the hole,
Said "fare thee well", to his soul,
The fit was real tight, because the hole wasn't wide.
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