LIMERICKS AND STUFF By Leigh Collin Brandt

I went into my bedroom chambers to nab me some sleep, I would have done that, except for the visiting ghost creep, He just once, shouted ...

There once was a little pink ghost, who liked to drink cold iced tea, Every time he drank it, it ran through him faster than pee, I refused ...

Mr. Eddie was a mean, nasty, old ghost, He liked to paint pictures on my French toast, He used my berry jelly, A gift from aunt Ellie, His p...

There was a voice echoing in my brainy head, Turned out it was actually, my dead pet guppy, Fred, He told me he had just one wish, That I wo...

I heard a echo in my house, It was the voice of Jingles, my late spouse, Jingles said to me, " You'll never be free," And ...