LIMERICKS AND STUFF By Leigh Collin Brandt

Garden, Spading, Worms, Birds, Squirmy, Meals, Yummy, Good, Mowing Lawn, Bugs, Birds. 8122

Bugs have laid eggs in my food, because my windows have no screens, That is why I have those maggots, swimming in my pork and beans, There i...

I'm eating spiders and their eggs, They have no flavor and meatless legs, But, they taste better than flies, With their big bulgin...

My refrigerator is infested with the bug called, the flea, When I open the refridge door, they jump out all over me, Now I itch and scratch,...

I thought I'd go fishing so, I picked up some worms, I thought I'd catch keepers on my living bait terms, But, the big fish we...

I didn't wear a mask because I didn't believe in germs, Now, I'm down in the ground feeding all kinds of worms, My new ghost has...

The birdies like on worms to dine, But I hang my washing on the line, So my washing is speckled, At work I am heckled, My birdie relatio...

My radishes were all full of worms, When I salted them the worms made squirms, But, all went into my soup, And, after slurping each scoop...

I walked out on the dock and what did I pass? A giant, a record, an enormous rock bass, But, my pole was at the cabin, not out on the d...

If you want to go fishing there is no gain without pain, To get the big worms you must go out in the rain, So, in the rain I took hikes, ...

I walked out on the dock and what did I pass? A giant, a record, an enormous rock bass, But, my pole was at the cabin, not out on the d...

I decided to workout at the gym, I got covid and the outlook was grim, I soon died from those germs, Became food for the worms, It's wha...

I am full of parasites, Micro ones and big ones with bites, They burrow in, Organs and skin, Making irritating days, restless nights.

I went looking for earthworms to fish in the sea, And, me finds an earthworm measuring in feet, thirty-three, So, I turns to run, But, that ...

Into the dirt or the fires in death we remorse, To the worms or the ashes, what is our recourse, Either a worm feces we become, Or, an ol...

I complained about a worm in my soup, It squirmed around in a loop, It was not spaghetti, And, I don't think I'm petty, For, at ...

Of me, my family was no fan,  My ashes were put in a coffee can, And the worms my family picked up, Upon my ashes they'd sup, I ...