LIMERICKS AND STUFF By Leigh Collin Brandt
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Saturday, August 9, 2025
TATERS LEAVE A TRAIL OF PANS
Everyday, it is fried taters in the morning, and a fry pan in the big sink,
Now, my sink is so full of fry pans, I can't maneuver a glass around for a drink,
Doing dishes? I'm on a delay,
It's complete length? I cannot yet, say,
Maybe I'll move to another apartment, and start a new fry pan pile, wink, wink.
Friday, May 2, 2025
TRINA WENT TO TOWN
Trina went to town, for a beef sandwich, with gobs of melted , cheddar cheese,
She tells them to hold the tomato, because tomatoes make Trina wheeze,
When Trina gets home, she does dental hygiene,
Unlike grandpa, Trina's teeth are white, and clean,
Grandpa's teeth have rotted all away, so he has to spoon-mash his split peas.
Wednesday, February 19, 2025
WHERE THE LITTLE FOX PEES
Gordon has a big cardboard box,
Where he keeps his little pet fox,
The fox has disease,
That spreads when he pees,
Gordon came down with a fox pox.
Thursday, February 6, 2025
MY SHOE GARDEN
I had a cabbage, growing in my tennis shoe,
That a cabbage could grow there, I just never knew,
It started crowding my toes,
I picked it, and had it froze,
In the deep freezer, I'll save the cabbage for stew.
Thursday, December 26, 2024
THE CAT WHO WOULD SLEEP ON HIS STINK
My silly pussy cat was really poky and slow,
It took him 8 hours to find his litter box and go,
Then he would fall asleep,
On his litter box heap,
Then I'd make him go outdoors, and roll around in the snow.
Tuesday, July 9, 2024
I CHOOSE THE STINKY VERSE
I live in a universe that has a verse that's parallel,
In one verse my clothes smell clean, in another they stinky smell,
My clothes in one verse, I wash and dry,
In the other, on the floor they lie,
I like best the stinky verse, so that is mostly where I dwell.
Tuesday, July 2, 2024
VERBAL ABUSE AND I LEAVE
My boots are all covered with wet mud,
Walked into the house; got called a crud,
I have no real common sense,
But I took a big offence,
I left for the beer bar for some sud.
Tuesday, January 2, 2024
I FINGERED SOMEONE
Someone was picking their nose,
And, wiping it allover their clothes,
Mama got mad,
Nose picker got sad,
I told everyone, and that added to woes.
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