Limericks
How now brown cow
With my chickens and how
Is the cow brown
Are we going to town
Or is it over there now
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Chickens are finger lickens
We don’t eat our pets, that sickens
me, you see me down the lane
A chicken herd driving me insane
fighting for those chickens
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Then there are kitties and puppies
Guppies, oh and yuppies
Does that date me
Yes and even maybe
even what about hushpuppies
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Yes, maybe now you are dated
What about a bird that's hated
July is here tomorrow
Can we borrow
That bird as I'm elated
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A bird or two
and a place for you
Take them home, those critters
On the way, can we buy some fritters
How about a Freezy that's icy blue
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Now what else can we pick up
Lets not forget the pup!
And who really doesn't know
I know it is time to go
And time to fill up my cup
About the Creator
Denise E Lindquist
Retired, working part-time as a Native American culture consultant. I have an MSE, and an ABD. I write on Vocal, and Facebook. Poetry, non-fiction mostly, and working on fiction. Wife, mother, grandmother, and great grandmother.
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