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.
Good one, Rel! He looks like a Clyde!
ReplyDeleteHa ha... (big smiles here) I'll have to lift my game!
ReplyDeleteClyde with some cornbread on the side :0
ReplyDeleteA lusty Magpie! Love it!
ReplyDeleteI am cracking up! Now add some curry and I'll be over for supper!
ReplyDeleteWhat a guy, able to function on so many levels..just super!! Pass the salt!
ReplyDeleteI love Limericks...Must be the Irish in me.
ReplyDeleteClyde had it coming... :) Clever fun...
ReplyDeleteha ha -
ReplyDelete"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 :)
ReplyDeleteGood for her! :)
ReplyDeletesmiles. teach me to open my mouth...
ReplyDeletewow.
ReplyDeletetwo sentence tale.
well done.
an old hand,
you nailed it like waving a magical wand.
Made my Monday morning! What a hoot!
ReplyDeleteha ha....quirky, and fun!
ReplyDeleteShould be tasty!
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