In my tree lived a squirrel named Lee.
Everyday we'd get high him and me.
One day he stole my stash,
then Lee swiped all my cash?
The little rodent got too greedy!
~^~
Doing that pissed me off a whole bunch.
What I'd do I had a good hunch.
So; payback I would get,
doing that he'd regret.
I called a truce, then ate him for lunch~
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- Author: Thad Wilk (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: October 15th, 2024 08:32
- Comment from author about the poem: Double Limericks! Yes Lee was yummy.
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 3
Comments2
Always loved limericks and this is a good one. I think I would have had him for lunch but served him to someone else. Don't like the idea of eating furry tailed rats
I genuinely laughed at the endig. Amazing
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