Gershon Wolf Poet Limerick

Existential Crisis In the Gift Department

In his closet Mort had a skeleton
  Draped o'er an undelivered Peleton
    A bag of bones himself
    Mort was a Christmas elf
  Dined on doughnut holes atop gelatin

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Paula Goldsmith September 7, 2023 at 7:58 AM A fun Limerick write. Try eating the doughnuts and leaving the holes for less fat. Hahaha!!! Have a fun day writing/eating your doughnuts away.............

Terry Flood September 6, 2023 at 3:17 PM A veritable feast and a great dieting aid all rolled into one. Had a giggle… followed by a very light snack ;-) Gershon Wolf September 6, 2023 at 6:36 PM Aha! YOU are the culprit who polished off those grease marks doused in hot mustard. ~ Step'n'Retchit

Shirley Hawkins September 6, 2023 at 3:49 AM Mort ought to have eaten the hole thing. Gershon Wolf September 6, 2023 at 6:25 PM So, you CAN believe that Mort ATE THE HOLE THING! lol. Thanks for the fun and the funnies, Shirley!! :) gw

Panagiota Romios September 5, 2023 at 8:31 PM Hilarious, you know, donut holes are a super concept for the rotund. Pamgie Gershon Wolf September 6, 2023 at 6:26 PM I eat the donut holes for dessert, after an entree of tablecloth stains and a side of crouton crumbs. ~ Pick E.E. Tur

Bill Baker September 5, 2023 at 8:26 PM Awesome Limerick, gw, very funny poetry, my friend. Bill Gershon Wolf September 6, 2023 at 6:27 PM Thank you, Bill. Appreciated, gw