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Friday, August 9, 2024

HUMANS TAUGHT THE SQUIRRELS A BAD HABBIT

Serious squirrels love their found, big cigarette butts,
Squirrels store found butts away, as if they were nuts,
In winter it snows and blows,
Nicotine bests such bad woes,
Squirrels learned this from the humans; they live in huts.



Thursday, August 8, 2024

STINKY LITTLE BROTHER CAME CLEAN

There was a clean scented squirrel named Amy,
She had a little brother that smelled gamey,
She had the super power,
Shoved him into the shower,
Now both sibling squirrels smell the samey.

FAT + DIET DRINK = FAT JOKE

It had become extremely, full sunny,
And my strawberry jam, became runny,
I put nuts in the stew,
Stirred the caloric brew,
Adding cocoa Slimfast, to be funny.

Wednesday, August 7, 2024

LOVE AND NO TOILET

Because there was a pretty girl he wanted to woo,
Donny moved abruptly to a town called Kalamazoo,
He forgot his goldfish,
His tan cat he called Trish,
And the new apartment he rented had no place to poo. 

BEAVER HICKORY

There was a busy beaver that chewed on my hickory,
He chewed right through the hard, hardwood, then downward fell my  tree,
It fell upon my crops,
Damaged my turnip tops,
*The beaver cut my big tree up, then hauled it out to sea.


*Version 2
The tree is too heavy to move...it rots out in the leigh. 

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Tuesday, August 6, 2024

OUR ROCKETS WERE TOO BIG TO FLY INTO OUTER SPACE

We tried to launch gigantic rockets, but they all went downward bound,
We couldn't break the curse called gravity, so our rockets kissed the ground,
We could not figure out why?
Gravity wouldn't let us fly,
Then one rocket fell upon us, and that Boom! was our last heard sound.

Monday, August 5, 2024

MY QUEST FOR A NEW HOME WORLD

Mars, the dead red planet, is real dusty,
It makes my white spaceship, look all rusty,
Mars is far and away,
A place I will not stay,
I'm off to a world that's ice crusty.

STUCK ONCE BY TWO HORNS HURTS, STUCK TWICE BY TWO HORNS, MEANS GOODBYE

I came upon a Minotaur, and he gored me with his horns,
I had just been food shopping, so I dropped all my cans of corns,
I dropped my butter,
Started to stutter,
The meanie gored me again, now the limerick world mourns.


Sunday, August 4, 2024

SALT AND CHEESE CRACKER

I love saltine crackers, because they taste good,
Everybody eats them, in my neighborhood,
I eat them with salt and cheese,
Peppered crackers make me sneeze,
Eating stale crackers is wrong, it's understood.