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Canoeing

It was cold on the river 
So he lit a fire to beat it
A mistake he realised
As he sunk 
For you can't have 
Your kayak and heat it.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Bauer Avatar
January 3, 2023 at 2:28 PM
so funny, terry! i enjoyed...
Ireland Avatar
January 4, 2023 at 4:05 AM
;-)
La France Avatar
January 3, 2023 at 1:40 PM
Terry, a delightful poem, made me smile, well done, Constance
Ireland Avatar
January 5, 2023 at 1:03 AM
Thanks Constance.
Volumes Avatar
January 3, 2023 at 9:36 AM
So Clever !!!! You never cease to amaze me. Always something new. This is brilliant Terry.
Ireland Avatar
January 3, 2023 at 10:27 AM
Thanks Wen. This is a pub opener. Give folk something short and snappy and amusing to start with and they’ll listen to longer more serious stuff. We’ve never been booed off yet ;-)
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