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A Firkin of Gherkins

A firkin of gherkins in brine Were found floating along the Rhine They, tossed from some party For being too tarty And spoiling the taste of the wine It's A Pickle Party Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Mystic Rose Rose Date wrote: 13th August 2022

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Linda Alice Fowler

Date: 8/15/2022 7:31:00 AM

Spoiling the taste of the wine? Oh no! We can't have that now, can we? Great limerick Terry. Linda

Terry Miller
Date: 8/15/2022 8:15:00 AM

Indeed not Linda! Thanks for the fine compliment. Best wishes, Terry.

Jim Slaughter

Date: 8/13/2022 10:33:00 AM

They would most certainly do that! I do love the word "gherkin", though. BOL in the contest, Terry.

Terry Miller
Date: 8/14/2022 9:52:00 AM

Thanks for visiting and the luck wishes.