There once was a man they called Jack
Who had far too much hair on his back
He waltzed into a spa
Then screamed like a sitar
When they too pulled some hair from his crack
About the Creator
Debbi Lonmon
I am a musician/songwriter and practicing story teller.
I also love poetry and creative writing.
It's wonderful to be part of a group like this. Wish I'd joined sooner:-)
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WHATEVER HAPPENED TO ELLEN MARIE
WHATEVER HAPPENED TO ELLEN MARIE *** just had to know *** ++++++++++++ As Mike drove through the town he hadn’t seen in about twenty years, he wondered about those he’d left behind when he left for what he thought would be “greener pastures.” He wanted to make his mark on the world. Determination drove him and the little town of Meadowville wasn’t where he wanted to be.
By Margaret Brennan6 days ago in Fiction
Comments (2)
Brilliant limerick! Bawdy and fun.
Funny poem. True or not, it caught me eyes a few times. Looking forward to seeing other poems. ;)