Cletus O'Toole the Town Drunk

There was once a sot named Cletus O'Toole

   Renowned 'bout town as a well-rounded fool

      Saturday nights without fail

         He was remanded to jail

            Once for fishing in the sewage plant pool
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Wolf Avatar
October 12, 2019 at 10:41 PM
This guy 'Cletus' is really making quite a name for himself, thanks to the humor flowing through your pen! Thanks, Bob. Cheers! ~ Gershon
Laurie Avatar
October 9, 2019 at 10:05 PM
G'day Robert … what was he trying to catch; a blind mullet! I hope this habit doesn't catch on - thanks Bob - Lindsay
Hinshaw Avatar
October 10, 2019 at 1:35 PM
G'Day Lindsay: Probably trying to hook some of those "brown trout" floating around in there!!!!
Allison Avatar
October 7, 2019 at 4:56 PM
Haha ha very amusing bob:-) hugs Jan xx
Rodrigues Avatar
October 7, 2019 at 4:34 PM
Very good but not for the fool!
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