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Gregor, where's your spray-tan?

The Absurdities of Life - the whiskey walk

By Conor DarrallPublished about a year ago 1 min read
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The author as a young highlander.

Once while eaten alive in Glenmorangie,

My pal Greg took some spray (from his sporran, see?)

"This will help with the midges",

But it had us in stitches,

Cos we ended with skin that was orangey.

nature poetry
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About the Creator

Conor Darrall

Short-stories, poetry and random scribblings. Irish traditional musician, sword student, draoi and strange egg. Bipolar/ADD. Currently querying my novel 'The Forgotten 47' - @conordarrall / www.conordarrall.com

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  • Cathy holmesabout a year ago

    lol. Good one.

  • Morgana Millerabout a year ago

    And they said it couldn’t be done… hats off to you sir for finding not one but two perfect rhymes for orange! (-y)

  • Gina C.about a year ago

    Haha! I feel for Greg! 😅 Great one!

  • C. H. Richardabout a year ago

    lol poor Greg 😅 Love this!

  • Heather Hublerabout a year ago

    Ah, that was funny! What a surprise to be tan instead, lol :) Loved the pic you included. Wonderful work.

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