Robert L. Hinshaw Poet Limerick

Fiddle Faddle

Have you heard about cowpoke Clapsaddle?
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   He rode fer years on his horse astraddle.

      His legs was badly bowed,

         And he walked pigeon-toed.

            Oddly he named his hoss Fiddle Faddle.

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired

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Darlene De Beaulieu September 4, 2018 at 1:12 PM Hello Robert, I just read your poem and I smiled because it is a cute poem. Have a nice day my friend.

Andrea Dietrich August 17, 2018 at 7:59 PM You are good at these, Robert. Thanks for seeing my poem. I think I heard something about your life from Carolyn a few weeks ago. Let me find a poem of yours I think she told me about.

Sara Kendrick August 14, 2018 at 5:07 PM Cute one. When I saw Fiddle Faddle I thought about the snack Fiddle Faddle and how good it is to munch on during a movie. Thanks for the visit to my page. I am sorry for your loss I know that you miss Vera and will miss her because she was part of you. Sara

Connie Marcum Wong July 24, 2018 at 1:56 PM Laughter will help you get through the sadness Robert. I was so very sorry to hear of your wife Vera passing.Sixty Six years of marriage is something to be really proud of. May she greet you in heaven one day. My prayers and blessings are with you my friend. Love, Connie Robert L. Hinshaw July 24, 2018 at 2:41 PM A follow up: Her obit can be viewed by pulling up: Swan Law funeral home Colorado Springs CO Robert L. Hinshaw July 24, 2018 at 2:40 PM Thank you so much Connie. I appreciate your kind words. As I have said of Vera, She was a saint on earth and now is a saint among saints. Her life can be summed up with: She loved everyone and everyone loved her. Bob

Charles Messina July 23, 2018 at 10:51 PM Very Clever Robert! BTW, my condolences to you and your family on the loss of your beloved wife...may she R.I.P. Charlie

Lindsay Laurie July 19, 2018 at 11:12 PM G'day Bob … appears with those bow legs Bob, he'd never catch a greasy pig, although the pigeon toes might trip it up - and; he wouldn't want to be drunk trying to call his horse to him - thanks Bob - Lindsay

Vijay Pandit July 18, 2018 at 6:45 AM A clever poem, indeed.

Sunlite Wanter July 17, 2018 at 6:19 PM You really pulled out your clever brain! I'm laughing.