LIMERICKS AND STUFF By Leigh Collin Brandt

We're home; my gentle tender foot and I, To our Bayou, tent camp, we said goodbye, We had an invader, A ten foot alligator, The alligato...

The old red cedar stood still in the swamp, It's roots were so gnarled the cedar couldn't romp, But, many laurels it had earne...

I'm a Michigan tourist guide, taking people to find swampy bugs, It's a fab, fab tour, but you must bring lunch and a couple of jugs...