LIMERICKS AND STUFF By Leigh Collin Brandt

My neighbors are porch pirates, who wait until I'm sleeping, Then up to my door, they come a creeping, And when I confront an offender, ...

Tim blows the snow all winter long, Wearing heavy cloths and a woolen thong, He sings a jolly snowblower song, One might conclude Tim is din...

I never had to get my mail, My neighbor Doc, got it without fail, He didn't  give it to me, Doc considered my mail was free, I wonder wh...