Caren Krutsinger Poet Tail-rhyme

Caught Stinky Ampersand In My Boot

I caught ampersand in my boot.
Go away I said or I’ll shoot.
Hilarious pout.

Arrogantly loud and not moot,
His flatulence was a big hoot.
And stinky, no doubt.

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Rhona Mcferran November 28, 2018 at 6:42 PM Hahahaha! ;D You come up with such awesomely zany gems! Caren Krutsinger November 28, 2018 at 11:07 PM I looked, saw, and conquered.

Sherry Asbury November 28, 2018 at 10:22 AM You are a hoot! Who else could think of this! Caren Krutsinger November 28, 2018 at 11:11 AM I am glad that I did.

Michelle Faulkner November 27, 2018 at 11:16 PM Love your imagination, such grin-worthy rhyming! Caren Krutsinger November 28, 2018 at 9:54 AM I was thinking what could possibly be stinkier than a boot, looked at my ampersand, and knew what I had to do, Michelle.