there was a goose in a traffic jam
who dreamed of flying to whiskeydram
he honked and he honked
till he was quite zonked
when he woke in a park in a pram
©bg 2022
author's notes- not a Limerick it's a lymberbrick
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Already followed you once, looks like we have to do it again. We’ve had some follow us 3 or 4 times for this unknown reason. I wonder who else isn’t showing up in our feed because of this.
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thats word press🙂i appreciate your determination . kind regards bg🙂
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Hoping the whiskey was tasty! 🙂 Naked hugs!
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one suspects it twas 🙂
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