LIMERICKS AND STUFF By Leigh Collin Brandt

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 ...

Dill pickles give Jerry a nasty gas, It takes so long for it to pass, It takes more than one day, That’s too long most say, From the mou...

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 ...