Oh Yeah...
a limerick about an impatient wife
There once was an irritated woman searching the house
for her useless husband to come kill an intruding mouse
but the idiot was nowhere to be found so she began pulling weeds
when beneath the plants she grew for tea she found a knee
and remembered that last night she had murdered her spouse
About the Creator
R.C. Taylor
I write to invoke, to process, to honor, to resurrect, and—sometimes—to grieve but, above all, I write to be free.
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Remembering the rink
If you were there, you’ll never forget it. For decades, Durham Ice Rink was at the heart of the city’s social life. From Friday night ice discos to crowds roaring on the Wasps every Sunday, not to mention a proud history of figure skating and speed skating, the riverside rink was the place to be.
By Andy Potts7 days ago in Art
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hahaha. That dark, and wonderful