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

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Kim Rodrigues

Date: 4/22/2024 5:29:00 AM

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

Randy Freie
Date: 4/24/2024 6:58:00 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

Date: 4/21/2024 3:56:00 PM

Giggles at your clever poem!

Randy Freie
Date: 4/21/2024 5:27:00 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.

Jan Allison

Date: 4/21/2024 11:51:00 AM

ha ha ha sure made me smile - with my own teeth lol :-) hugs jan xx

Randy Freie
Date: 4/21/2024 12:45:00 PM

Hi Jan, I probably shouldn't make light of the situation. That could be me in a few years. Although I do like soup. Lol