Backyard Betrayal
Backyard Betrayal
Mr. and Mrs. McLude
Laid out each day in the nude
A drone hovered by
“I’m cold!” the man cried.
Embarrassed, his wife yelled, “How rude!”
Date: 02/01/2022
PS syllable count
Submitting to: “A New Bawdy or Humorous Limerick Poetry Contest”
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
Copyright © Meghan Hutchings | Year Posted 2022
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