LIMERICKS AND STUFF By Leigh Collin Brandt

They enter unseen, into my small, dark dump, to die, I am talking about the vicious, common house fly, I let fly paper hang, My fly zapper, ...

I searched for a great bargain price, On cereal that was a poofed kind of rice, I found nothing cheap, So I stormed home in my jeep, Scratch...

There were little mites that lived on my pig, They were irritating, so in mud my pig would dig, But to even the score, The mites would bite ...