A Christmas Memory

Mum said the rooster was my christmas cock;
Serving me just the wing was then a shock.
Insisting on the drumsticks she called my bluff;
Beat me and said drumsticks were daddy's stuff.

Date: 25/11/15.
Name: Kayode.
For the contest: A Christmas Memory.
Sponsor: Broken Wings.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Andresen Avatar
November 26, 2015 at 7:56 AM
- A great memory, Kayod5 :)) - Good luck in the contest - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Kayode Avatar
November 26, 2015 at 9:47 AM
Thank you very much Anne for the visit and the comment...hugs
Lamoureux Avatar
November 26, 2015 at 7:51 AM
Ha ha, you have a way with words my friend.
Kayode Avatar
November 26, 2015 at 9:46 AM
Thank you Richard for the visit and the comment...hugs
Callus Avatar
November 25, 2015 at 12:41 PM
Oh dear, Kayode! What a let down! I too would have gone for the drumsticks...at least one:) Enjoyed this witty limerick, my friend. All the best. // paul
Kayode Avatar
November 25, 2015 at 1:01 PM
Thank you good Paul for the visit and the comment...hugs
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