Eventide

When God was a burning bush
He happened to see Eve's tush
Butt wise to his games
Eve peed on the flames
And disappeared in a whoosh!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Faulkner Avatar
August 25, 2020 at 11:42 AM
Eve is not naive, she knows the power of pee :)
Leffanta Avatar
August 27, 2020 at 11:22 AM
I'd say that's a wash? Aloha! Rico
Horsman Avatar
August 24, 2020 at 7:02 AM
Good job too!,,great Rico, made my day.
Leffanta Avatar
August 24, 2020 at 11:48 AM
Mahalo for reading and commenting! Aloha! Rico
Pigeon Tart Avatar
August 24, 2020 at 5:23 AM
Oh, this one’s a flaming fave. I did a painting/sculpture of George Bush as the burning bush years ago, when he toted that global warming didn’t exist. Gawd, if I was still doing political art now I would have a lot of orange paint...
Leffanta Avatar
August 24, 2020 at 11:47 AM
I suspect it would be easier to find ventilators than orange paint! Except in Texas .....Aloha! Rico
Wolf Avatar
August 23, 2020 at 6:58 PM
Can't decide, after reading this roaring lol limerick, whether Eve was the first genie or the first Jeannie... ~ Pondering perspicaciously
Leffanta Avatar
August 24, 2020 at 11:49 AM
So now God is an entrepreneur trying to bottle the rarest treat? Aloha! Rico
Rose  Avatar
August 23, 2020 at 2:50 PM
God made Adam and Eve and a snake named Steve. When Steve told Eve to eat the apple of Eve, Adam told Steve mind your own business, then Adam ate the apple and Steve. oka, your better at this then me, nice one Rico. just wanted to fill up space lol
Bauer Avatar
August 23, 2020 at 2:24 PM
hilarious, rico!
Allison Avatar
August 23, 2020 at 12:56 PM
ha ha ha:-) hugs jan xx
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