Dad Gum It

Pity all of those rest home fellows

Over time all their hunger mellows

Without their dentures in

All their meals will begin

Sipping their soup and slurping Jellos

oldlimerick

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Kim Rodrigues

April 22, 2024 at 5:29 AM

Getting old..can’t see…can’t hear…can’t remember where you put your teeth…lol. Great one, Randy!

Randy Freie

April 24, 2024 at 6:58 PM

Hi Kim, yeah getting old has its setbacks, but as long as I can remember my name, I'll still be on top of the game.

Karen Jones

April 21, 2024 at 3:56 PM

Giggles at your clever poem!

Randy Freie

April 21, 2024 at 5:27 PM

Hi Karen, for whatever reason, I've been on a limerick kick lately. They're fun, short to write, and humorous. Since I'm somewhat of a clown myself, they suit me well. Thanks for the feedback.