LIMERICKS AND STUFF By Leigh Collin Brandt

The rockets were red glaring, And my kitty got a scarring, The booms shook my shack, It collapsed, I want it back, I'd have to say the f...

I burned my hands doing sparklers then, I started crying, I next played with fireworks and my fingers went flying, And, my roasted hot d...

I went up North to celebrate the 4th of July, I lay out on the beach and that’s where I lie, But, the bugs are getting bad, They bite oft...