About 2-3 inches of snow out there, but melting and refreezing as the days go by. Something about writing limericks has taken me for a spin, encouraged by my niece Lora.
This one deals with my decision to have wrist surgery Feb 19…
There was a young woman named Joyce
Who faced a ridiculous choice:
Pain now and then
Or pain without end
“Cut me!” How steady her voice.
And this one was for my dear friend suffering from chronic UTI…
Marilyn my friend has a bladder
That makes her madder and madder
At germs that keep growing
With illnesses blowing
And everything keeps getting badder.
And a pair of limericks about misgivings re our new pastor…
We once hired a brand-new pastor
Who wanted to be our master
The slides for his sermon
Crawled sideways like vermin
This will soon be a disaster!
Before many weeks had gone by
It seemed it was best if I’d try
To listen and learn
Awaiting my turn
To see what turns out by and by.
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