July 31, 2018
A grandpa was carrying eggs
They fell down and cracked on his legs
Being covered in yolk
He turned into a bloke
For fried eggs and ham he now begs
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“A Lady Named Barb”
A grandpa was carrying eggs
They fell down and cracked on his legs
Being covered in yolk
He turned into a bloke
For fried eggs and ham he now begs
“A Lady Named Barb”
August 13, 2018
A lady named Barb was a singer
When she sang her notes did linger
But the hiccups came out
And the notes gave out
She sounded like the telephone ringer
A lady named Barb was a singer
When she sang her notes did linger
But the hiccups came out
And the notes gave out
She sounded like the telephone ringer
© 2018 by Lena Kovadlo. Use with permission only.
You gave me a couple of laughs that I needed, Lena! Thanks!
ReplyDeleteGood ones, Lena; you know I love limericks. :)
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