There once was a rooster named Clyde
Who made all the other cocks hide.
His crow was so gusty
With thoughts ever lusty;
To the stew-pot the old lady cried!
"Ayup," said the old coot named Walt as he heard of the fowl assault. "I told you you'd go to the pot if you crow," And he tossed the old lady the salt.
16 Comments:
Good one, Rel! He looks like a Clyde!
Ha ha... (big smiles here) I'll have to lift my game!
Clyde with some cornbread on the side :0
A lusty Magpie! Love it!
I am cracking up! Now add some curry and I'll be over for supper!
What a guy, able to function on so many levels..just super!! Pass the salt!
I love Limericks...Must be the Irish in me.
Clyde had it coming... :) Clever fun...
ha ha -
"Ayup," said the old coot named Walt
as he heard of the fowl assault.
"I told you you'd go
to the pot if you crow,"
And he tossed the old lady the salt.
That'll teach him! Nice Magpie :)
Good for her! :)
smiles. teach me to open my mouth...
wow.
two sentence tale.
well done.
an old hand,
you nailed it like waving a magical wand.
Made my Monday morning! What a hoot!
ha ha....quirky, and fun!
Should be tasty!
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