My friend has a Business with Bargains galore,
For those Modern Day Gadgets that we need to Restore.
And She works in the Park with a large covered Stall;
That sells all kinds of Batteries be them large or so Small.
In fact : She Sells C Cells by the Seesaw.
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Author:
Kevin Hulme (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 3rd, 2026 16:36
- Category: Humor
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Comments6
Every town needs one of those!
With free Bags of Salt. So Salt and Battery.
Just a thought.
As always: Thank you for Reading.
A fun read with some great word play. Nicely done
Thank you. Appreciate your Comments and Reading.
You are very welcome Kevin
The C cell is a fairly lumpy battery. Dump enough of those on one end of the seesaw in a hurry, and the result could be electric.
Might try it. Thank you for Reading.
Funny stuff. Excellent.
Thank you.
Great ending.
Once upon a time we all had a shop that sold everything, and the owner was always around 96.
Good to see the young generation continue the trait.
96 Owners for one Shop 😆 Thanks for Reading.
😂 DAMMIT, Kevin! I read that last line aloud and immediately regretted every decision that brought me there. Well played. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
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