LIMERICKS AND STUFF By Leigh Collin Brandt
Saturday, July 20, 2024
I'M THE BATTER OF THE BALL SATELLITE
I hit a baseball with a ball bat,
The ball flew into space like a sat,
For a minute that night,
I watched my satellite,
It burned up in the sky, that was that.
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