LIMERICKS AND STUFF By Leigh Collin Brandt
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Tuesday, November 5, 2024
FRESH FISH STEW FROM THE LAKE OF BLUE
The little creature floating in my stew,
I caught in the lake that was colored blue,
I bopped his head, so he would not come to,
If he did, this day he would come to rue,
He smelled like a fish, and tasted like poo.
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