LIMERICKS AND STUFF By Leigh Collin Brandt
Sunday, March 10, 2024
I KISSED A BLUE DRAGON
I kissed a blue dragon, and it stung me on the lips,
I swear that the poison went straight to my hips,
It hurt my hips bad,
My eyes teared up sad,
Now I drink with a straw: the only way I get sips.
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