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Grandma Can Hold Her Liquor

Grandma Gertie knocked back more than a few
When, of a sudden, she heard herself 'moo' --
   I can hold my liquor!
   She burped, and then snickered --
She 'neighed' ~ Off to the factory for glue
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Thompson Avatar
December 3, 2019 at 2:43 PM
Funny and as always so well penned. Did make me smile...Best...Ron :)
Wolf Avatar
December 3, 2019 at 3:19 PM
OK. A smile a day helps keep the stress away! :) gw
Cunningham Avatar
December 3, 2019 at 10:51 AM
What the hell was she drinking moo nshine lol
Foster Avatar
December 3, 2019 at 9:31 AM
lol Ann
Green Avatar
December 3, 2019 at 9:06 AM
That'll teach her for drinking at the barnyard. : ) Funny my friend.
Wolf Avatar
December 3, 2019 at 3:18 PM
Grandma sure ain't 'chicken.' LOL. Thanks, Chris! :) gw
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