LIMERICKS AND STUFF By Leigh Collin Brandt

While I rafted down a creek, My rubber raft ripped a big leak, Then dry-shore I tried to seek, But cold water made me swim too meek, Soo...

My little fish farm sprang a big leak, Then all my fish washed down to the creek, Away went my mammon,  Of fresh farm raised salmon, Now...

All my tomato plants died in the drought, As did the rest of my garden which made a drought rout, So, with no veggies to eat, I'll re...