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Bad Chef

There once was a bad chef called Phyl His cooking made customers ill It sure was the pits They all got the squits So none of them would pay their bill 03~29~17
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Pett Avatar
April 1, 2017 at 5:02 AM
Lu-dicrously funny Jan, love it, Roy. :))
Allison Avatar
April 9, 2017 at 5:43 PM
lol thanks Roy:-) hugs Jan xx
Marie Avatar
March 30, 2017 at 1:15 AM
Oh, It's awful when it happens, but very funny in your witty limerick :-) It's a special talent you have for these. You just make it look easy because of your talent and humour. I appreciate the smiles. thank you :-) lynnxx
Allison Avatar
March 30, 2017 at 3:08 AM
I love writing the limerick form and discovered my aunt and uncle both wrote limericks so I guess it must be in my blood - it just took my hubbie's cancer to unleash this hidden creativity:-) hugs Jan xx
Merryman Avatar
March 29, 2017 at 10:13 PM
You have a great sense of humor, Jan, and you are a limerick master. I enjoyed! Blessings, Kim
Allison Avatar
March 30, 2017 at 3:05 AM
Aww thanks Kim I do are the limerick form - maybe not a pleasant subject but I do try and find humour in many unpleasant situations:-) hugs jan xx
Krampe Avatar
March 29, 2017 at 7:41 PM
Nice limerick, Jan :)
Allison Avatar
March 30, 2017 at 3:05 AM
Thanks Agnes:-) hugs Jan xx
Manassian Avatar
March 29, 2017 at 5:33 PM
Oh Jan....the squits, eh? Well well. I wouldn't pay the bill either. HA HA! Hugs, sweetie
Allison Avatar
March 29, 2017 at 5:41 PM
I got food poisoning on my honeymoon and the journey home after we got off the boat was absolutely horrendous - thankfully hubby was fine and able to look after me:-( hugs Jan xx
Smith Avatar
March 29, 2017 at 5:32 PM
I once had the squits from some con artist chef serving bad soup.
Allison Avatar
March 29, 2017 at 5:42 PM
That's awful Tim it can leave a nasty taste in your mouth in more than one way:-( Got food poisoning on my honeymoon that was a horrendous experience:-( hugs Jan xx
Dietrich Avatar
March 29, 2017 at 5:23 PM
Awesome as always, my friend!
Allison Avatar
March 29, 2017 at 5:43 PM
I do love the humour in the limerick form but in reality food poisoning is a horrid thing to happen:-) hugs Jan xx
Dietrich Avatar
March 29, 2017 at 5:22 PM
Jan, I want all those doors too but since I already get plenty of door 2 and 3 in my life, I go for number one!! Well, more of two would be nice if I lived by my sisters. Now to read your limerick.
Allison Avatar
March 29, 2017 at 5:36 PM
Guess i want it all Andrea and those different doors would be great to creep through at different times of the day lol:-) hugs jan xx
Green Avatar
March 29, 2017 at 5:16 PM
Right at dinner time, really Jan??? :) Just kidding. More wonderful poetic humor that causes a belly laugh here...belly laugh. :)
Allison Avatar
March 29, 2017 at 5:19 PM
Thankfully it's well past dinner time here lol and I guess food poisoning isn't a laughing matter if it happens to you but you know me and my warped sense of humour :-) hugs jan xx
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