A Pickled Piper
Peter Piper picked a peck
Of pickled peckers...
After the laughter subsided
I was in a peck of trouble,
In a real pickle so to speak.
Thank god he wasn't a woodchuck.
I'd still be saying Hail Mary's.
2/15/2020
Copyright © John Lawless | Year Posted 2020
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