LIMERICKS AND STUFF By Leigh Collin Brandt
Thursday, February 22, 2024
I WILL BE ONE WITH THE LAWN
The doctor said to me, soon I'd be all gone,
I would probably not make it, until dawn,
Tainted preserve spread,
Was making me dead,
I'll soon be greening up a small plot of lawn.
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