A giant pickle laid on the ground,
Worms hollowed it out but, the walls were still sound,
Then, three little pigs,
Made the pickle their digs,
With rent being two pence and one pound.
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Showing posts with label PICKLES. Show all posts
Showing posts with label PICKLES. Show all posts
Sunday, September 17, 2023
Friday, April 29, 2022
THE BALLAD OF BILLY DEED
This is the story of Billy Deed,
He was in a giant pickle,
Billy Deed was a pickle seed,
He froze and became a pickle-sickle
In the spring when he thawed out,
He thought he'd get his chance,
But, a pickle seed when it's thawed out,
Is a favorite food of ants.
He was in a giant pickle,
Billy Deed was a pickle seed,
He froze and became a pickle-sickle
In the spring when he thawed out,
He thought he'd get his chance,
But, a pickle seed when it's thawed out,
Is a favorite food of ants.
Labels:
ANIMAL SATIRE,
HUMOR,
PICKLES,
SILLY RHYME
Wednesday, May 26, 2021
TWO PICKLES AND A NIGHTMARE
Randy ate a pair of pickles before bed, on a dare,
But, then he tossed all night with a nasty nightmare,
From his belly Randy dreamt,
There was an exit attempt,
Out his bellybutton slipped the pickles with a pear.
But, then he tossed all night with a nasty nightmare,
From his belly Randy dreamt,
There was an exit attempt,
Out his bellybutton slipped the pickles with a pear.
Monday, January 30, 2017
ODE TO MY SNOW COVERED SHACK ON THE HILL
My snow covered shack up on the hill,
Came crashing down upon my still,
It buried my corn, my sugar, my mash,
It even buried two cans of corned beef hash,
All I saved were some pickles; I think they're dill.
Came crashing down upon my still,
It buried my corn, my sugar, my mash,
It even buried two cans of corned beef hash,
All I saved were some pickles; I think they're dill.
Labels:
Corned Beef Hash,
dill pickles,
Home Cave-in,
HUMOR,
LIMERICK,
PICKLES,
STILL,
Whiskey Ingredients
Tuesday, August 9, 2016
ODE TO MY SNOW COVERED SHACK ON THE HILL
My snow covered shack up on the hill,
Came crashing down upon my still,
It buried my corn, my sugar, my mash,
It even buried two cans of corned beef hash,
All I saved were some pickles; I think they're dill.
Came crashing down upon my still,
It buried my corn, my sugar, my mash,
It even buried two cans of corned beef hash,
All I saved were some pickles; I think they're dill.
Labels:
Corned Beef Hash,
dill pickles,
Home Cave-in,
HUMOR,
LIMERICK,
PICKLES,
STILL,
Whiskey Ingredients
Friday, May 20, 2016
IT SNOWED AND FROZE MY PICKLE BUDS
It snowed and froze my pickle buds,
Now my pickle blossoms are just cruds,
And, it's so late in the season,
This cold spring is a treason,
I'll feel better when I crack open some suds.
Now my pickle blossoms are just cruds,
And, it's so late in the season,
This cold spring is a treason,
I'll feel better when I crack open some suds.
Labels:
COLD SPRING,
COLDSPELL,
garden humor,
gardening,
LIMERICK,
PICKLES
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