LIMERICKS AND STUFF By Leigh Collin Brandt
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Wednesday, April 1, 2026
APOCOLYPSE COW
I was sleeping on the ground, when awakened by an apocalypse cow,
It was trampling on me, and my internal organs were bleeding out, ow,
I have been killed by a lowly, old cow, I fear,
Not a raging bull; nor a cantankerous steer,
After my bones were all busted, I was eaten by a glutinous sow.
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