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Corn Squeezin's

In the hills lived a bootlegger named Hughes Who 'stilled corn squeezin's you couldn't refuse He was one lucky bloke 'Til the law saw the smoke He now lives in the pen for peddlin' booze Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired © All Rights Reserved

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 1/6/2012 8:45:00 PM
To jail he did resign, for pushin' that moonshine! Another great limerick, Bob.
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Date: 8/27/2011 4:49:00 PM
A lovely limericks you have beautifully put together here. Enjoyed reading it.
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Date: 8/26/2011 10:56:00 PM
wow! Bob H., you truly have a way with limericks.. and hope he has plenty of corn to get out... thanks for the smiles,..p.d.
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Date: 8/19/2011 8:55:00 PM
I haven't heard the word BLOKE since Mary Poppins, Bob. chiminey song....remember? Love the syntax here. Fun story with a lesson attached. Don't ferment and light up. Gwendolen
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Date: 8/19/2011 6:32:00 PM
enjoyed reading your amusing tale of fermentation.
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Date: 8/19/2011 3:00:00 PM
And I'll never lose, reading your news; your witty rhyme, brings smiles all the time, and provides needed clues! You bring smiles dear Bob.
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Date: 8/19/2011 2:01:00 PM
oh my gas, robert.. there you go again!.. fun, fun!! winning wishes..:) huggs, nette
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Date: 8/19/2011 1:26:00 PM
Very wity Limerick here Bob.Enjoyed.Best wishes if for any contest.
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Date: 8/18/2011 10:57:00 PM
Bob where do you come up with this stuff. this was so funny it made my day. you do have wonderful gift for bringing smiles to people. you know it is a shame that we can't get together you and your wife and my wife and me, i mean we live what 90 miles or less for each other. or one hour away.
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Date: 8/18/2011 12:37:00 AM
very cute limerick AND title!
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Date: 8/17/2011 9:21:00 PM
A wonderful write Bob, I wonder if they may have had some "Possum Stew" with that? Great write, I enjoyed the read~ Caryl
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Date: 8/17/2011 8:58:00 PM
Just betcha that corn lickor was mighty powerful stuff!! tee hee!
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Date: 8/17/2011 8:20:00 PM
I much appreciate the way you have created humor, Bob
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Date: 8/17/2011 8:03:00 PM
Ah, ha ha! That is one humorous poem! I actually laughed out loud(lol)! I wonder if much of that is still goin' on in the hills of Kentucky? Thanks for sharing the funny write!!
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Date: 8/17/2011 7:04:00 PM
Great job here my friend and it reminds me of some of my relatives too. God Bles, JB
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Date: 8/17/2011 6:51:00 PM
moonshine fun Bob .. a clever Limerick for the entertaining of us all my friend.. now where is this place luv?
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Date: 8/17/2011 6:28:00 PM
LOL Very funny, Bob. Love your sense of humor. I didn't even know moonshine was made from corn. Love from your (former Yankee) friend, Carolyn (You might get a kick out of Ode to the Toad in my Commode)
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