The egg was golden and so huge
that people thought it subterfuge.
She told the gander, next they mated
since their first egg was 4X rated
to make the next one pretty small
the size of a small tennisball.
Similar Posts
A limerick can be rather funny
But when none of it fitsit can give you the shitsWould you stop writing limericks, sonny?
It was an awkward day,
and she, the pretty one,she did not send a hint,although she’d smiled,and winked,and nodded,which made her locks fall down,a bit to my chagrin,they covered precious skinspace to be marked,reservedfor later,if and whenshe’d say OKAY,you really need not ask,you must be sure aboutwhat generations haveand doubtless willacceptas laissez faire,so kiss the maiden now,she may not mind!Time…
‘ I’m wearing black’, she said.
it was the first time that she hadasserted her autonomyat home. She now was just fifteen.Her mother tried to give thegirl some guidance.She didn’t like this early fascination.A barely budding tiny little bosom,in certain circles would be a sensation.Her father took one lookat his own girl.And smiled, benignly,then -with grin – opined:‘Have fun my dear,give…
Walk softly, boy and always carry
go get the girl you want to marryand build that house on Horseshoe Bay.It is not money or connectionsthat would secure a place for allwhat matters is in which directionyou kick and follow your own ball.Stand firm and be prepared to fightdon’t compromise and don’t deceiveand raise your stick when you are rightwhile others webs…
There was a coldness in her eyes,
‘I love you so and never willabandon you or let you go.’But eyes don’t lieand even closedwill tell the sadand redneck truthyou always know.One hundred wordsone thousand rosesdid not persuadedid not arrivewithin the yardof my own soul.Your eyesdid tell,though quite unseen,the goddamn truthit was the endfor youas wellas -damn- for me.
There once was a fellow named Norris.
In the dark of the nighthe did give her a fright,to her orbicularis oris.