Earnest Earnie
Earnest Ernie Van Stickle,
Sat on a mushy pub pickle.
Yeah, Ernie was hot,
He fumed as he bristled.
Now he had a wet spot.
with a big sticky tickler.
He said OH, why not,
and ordered a triple.
Then, even Earnie smiled,
when the bar keep opined,
Van, better wet, than a Thistle.
Copyright © R J. Elless | Year Posted 2022
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