LIMERICKS AND STUFF By Leigh Collin Brandt
Monday, June 16, 2025
TUNA BREATH LIVES ALONE
When my buddy has been eating tuna, he has a tell,
His breath has a nasty, pungent type of exhaust, to smell,
My buddy's breath makes eyes squint,
But, he won't intake a mint,
His roomies kicked him out, and at my place, he will not dwell.
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