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Southern Comfort

Cletus finds comfort in Southern Comfort The day is lost if he don't have a snort He doesn't like Four Roses Old Turkey he opposes He prefers Southern Comfort by the quart Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired © All Rights Reserved

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Robert A. Dufresne

Date: 9/21/2011 9:16:00 PM

Good ole Cletus! That is some powerful sweet stuff. Great limerick Bob.

Joe Maverick

Date: 9/19/2011 4:06:00 PM

Happy to read your piece here Robert, i see he went in at the deep end..

Sara Kendrick

Date: 9/19/2011 2:28:00 PM

Interesting work..Not familiar with these but think that the four roses was a snuff?..Old Turkey? Wild Turkey Burbon?...If he drank a quart, would he have been passed out?..Sara

Ilene Bauer

Date: 9/18/2011 5:39:00 PM

clever and entertaining! cheers!

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 9/18/2011 2:04:00 AM

A wonderful Limerick, Bob H., thank you for sharing,..p.d.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 9/18/2011 1:54:00 AM

not too familiar with these names but I can sure get the big picture. NICE.

Tony Lane

Date: 9/17/2011 10:30:00 AM

My mom used to make a Christmas punch with Southern Comfort, It was the only time of the year that they would drink and probably the reason that I don't. Tony

Don Johnson

Date: 9/16/2011 7:02:00 PM

Them good ol boys, don't make much noise, just swing from the whisky jug, it aint half bad an yer eyes are glad, feel good just a tad, while ya carcass you can lug:) we have em here too, on ya cobber Bob, Don

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

Date: 9/16/2011 4:03:00 PM

always a treat reading your Limericks Bob and secret is my first MIL drank Southern comfort Friday after work till Monday morning going to work and she had a fine persona buzz..sure did help her cope .. super one luv..

John Smith

Date: 9/16/2011 1:12:00 PM

If me and Cletus drink us too much Comfort, it will delete us.