LIMERICKS AND STUFF By Leigh Collin Brandt

Every time I eat fried perch and then sleep, I dream I'm swimming in, out waters, in the way dark and deep, I'm chased by walley...

Peter picked his big, sweet turnips, from the ground they swelled within, Peter picked them in the morning, and placed them in his turnip bi...

On my fishing trip I forgot my frying pan, So, off to the store I quickly ran, But, at the nearby store called Corn Cobs, They had onl...