LIMERICKS AND STUFF By Leigh Collin Brandt

I'd often take my cow, Maisy out on a woods walk, She'd soothe me with soft moos, while I unwound with thought talk, One day, a lion...

All the morel mushrooms were being dug up by feral pigs, So, we went out hunting them, by following their pig digs, But, those clever pigs d...