LIMERICKS AND STUFF By Leigh Collin Brandt
Wednesday, February 5, 2025
THE WE WALLOP WINKY
I would very often get a wallop, alongside my head,
It's the Winky family language, no words are ever said,
All is quiet as a cold, dead mouse,
In my Grandma Winky's little house,
It is where we're born, and we live, and wallop, until we're dead.
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