Every Cloud

A pirate met a painter and they had a little natter
Each of them seemed quite upset so what could be the matter
One of them had lost a shoe and only had one left
And one had lost an earring which had left him quite bereft

The pirate hunted high and low, the painter did the same
Neither found the thing they sought which really was a shame
What good is just one earring or a solitary shoe
Long John Silver told Van Gogh, I’ll do a deal with you.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Wolf Avatar
October 23, 2021 at 7:14 PM
Ha, ha! Nice surprise there at the end there, Terry. ~ gw
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October 24, 2021 at 7:13 AM
Thanks Gershon. Glad you enjoyed. Terry
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October 21, 2021 at 10:32 PM
Hello Terry ... witty, well rhymed, and a fun read indeed - thanks again Terry - Lindsay
Flood Avatar
October 22, 2021 at 4:57 PM
Thank you Lindsay. Terry
Henry Avatar
October 20, 2021 at 11:41 PM
Amusing and nicely rhymed Terry. Love your sense of humour!
Flood Avatar
October 22, 2021 at 4:56 PM
Thanks Michael.
Bauer Avatar
October 18, 2021 at 2:15 PM
what a brilliant and hilarious ending, terry! delightful!
Flood Avatar
October 18, 2021 at 3:52 PM
Thanks, Ilene. Appreciated. Terry
Cunningham Avatar
October 18, 2021 at 6:45 AM
Lol, love the punch line, goes to show there's a way around every problem. Tom
Flood Avatar
October 18, 2021 at 3:51 PM
Waste not want not, eh, Tom? Glad you enjoyed. Terry
Allison Avatar
October 18, 2021 at 3:46 AM
ha ha ha i wonder if van gogh heard or LJS told him to hoppit lol , thanks for the giggle lol:-) hugs Jan xx
Flood Avatar
October 18, 2021 at 3:49 PM
Glad you enjoyed, Jan. Terry
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