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Blew the Feathers Right Off

BLEW THE FEATHERS RIGHT OFF Cats are lounging, small puppy's gruff One hen a strutting just doing its stuff Sunny afternoon, we can’t get enough Gramps, then snorts some of his snuff One loud sneeze; the hen’s in the buff Indiana Shaw . . . *o* "Bare truth, I swear on my Granny's toe clippings" . . . ; )

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Gershon Wolf

Date: 3/27/2022 5:15:00 PM

Gramps got cocaine rattlin' round his brain?! ~ Henhouse Humor

L Milton Hankins

Date: 3/27/2022 9:56:00 AM

Hilarious, Indiana. I especially laughed reading the last two lines. That's some sneeze to blow the feathers right off the hen!

Indiana Shaw
Date: 3/27/2022 11:20:00 AM

I wasn't going to put it up, Milts, I just thought if its a fail I can just delete, but, hey ho, just shows . . . ; )

Debra L Brown

Date: 3/27/2022 8:00:00 AM

Indiana, your poem was a "Hoot". "The hen in the buff." Enjoyed, Thanks for the smile. Blessings ~ Debra

Indiana Shaw
Date: 3/27/2022 11:17:00 AM

No idea where it came from, a daft Sunday thought I suppose, hope you have a nice day . . . : )

Darlene De Beaulieu

Date: 3/27/2022 5:35:00 AM

Hello Indiana Shaw, this is so funny. Thank you for the laughter to being the day. Blessings .

Darlene De Beaulieu
Date: 3/27/2022 3:19:00 PM

Hello Indiana Shaw, I feel sorry for the hen. Huggies & blessings to you. I hope your Sunday was a good one.

Indiana Shaw
Date: 3/27/2022 11:16:00 AM

Glad you passed by to read it, Darlene, that poor hen, bare the thought, huggles, and a blessed Sunday to you . . . : )

Jeff Kyser

Date: 3/27/2022 5:24:00 AM

A plucked and plucky hen; She will be dressed again. With some help enabled, From farm straight to table. That’s gravy on your chin?

Indiana Shaw
Date: 3/27/2022 11:21:00 AM

Ello, Jeff, laugh a minute, chicken dinner . . . ; )