A farmer called Christopher Cuddy
whose face which was well worn and ruddy
had a long snout
and when out and about
the tip of it often got muddy
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Author:
Michael Edwards (
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Good one Michael and a wonderful artwork.
Andy
Oh lol, good write and pic M.
There was a young lady named Berles....
What's next?
You know Lim R. Rick. He puts his surname first. His name is Rick R. Lim.
Another good one. Admiring your artwork too.
A first chuckle of my day Mike due to your limerick as I gaze at your wonderful painting. Thanks for sharing them both.
old big nose again, lol
no idea why
but Clarkson (ex top gear fella) and his recent antics
came to mind when reading these words..
thank for sharing Michael
(hope you and your treasured one
have a memorable weekend, my friend
as always, I'm keeping my fingers tightly crossed
and hoping life gifts you both
normalcy's, tranquil best)
His energetic son, name of Murray
Did his farming tasks in a hurry
for he'd started to pillage
a girl in the village
but fell flat on his face in the slurry
all was seen by old wise cockrell Benny
As he dismounted a hen name of Jenny
he casually strolled
looking everso bold
and on Murray's head spent a penny
Murray was not pleased at all
with a cock peeing over his fall
with deftness of hand
he siezed Benny's gland
and snipped away both of his balls.
cock a doodle doo was no longer heard
to waken the Hereford herd
whilst down in the kahzee
old Cuddy turned nasty
and said 'Murray son you're a turd'
Look... you started this M.E. I'm just blindly following your lead.
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