LIMERICKS AND STUFF By Leigh Collin Brandt
Saturday, January 11, 2025
NIGHT OF THE NEIGHBORS
My neighbors drank some bad whisky, they made in a lead barrel,
It affected their small minds, now they have all gone quite feral,
They're eating each others fleas,
And swinging in the big trees,
I've hidden both my pets, so they won't be in dinner peril.
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