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Herm

I once knew a fisherman named Herm On the use of bait, he stood firm Give me some corn he said Or a piece of old bread Because I just couldn't hurt a poor worm.

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Elizabeth Wesley

Date: 2/12/2012 8:26:00 AM

I always appreciate a good limerick and have found one. Pity the worm in someone elses hand!

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 1/2/2012 8:27:00 PM

Rereading this one. It was very cute.

E.J. Smith

Date: 9/18/2011 6:42:00 PM

Laughed and read it to my man!

Caryl Ramsdale

Date: 7/21/2011 2:25:00 PM

Vince: Very clever and funny my friend...Caryl Ramsdale

Judy Ball

Date: 7/11/2011 9:14:00 PM

Awwwww An animal lover extroadinaire. Really cute. Gave me a giggle. God Bless, JB

Don Johnson

Date: 6/24/2011 3:21:00 AM

Yes Vince worms have feelings too. did the bread work, lost not lost sometimes. thanks mate, Don

Kabuteng P.Ink K.

Date: 6/22/2011 8:36:00 PM

Awww, I bet worms just live Herm-- what a sweetie pie :) this really made me smile, Vince :D enjoyed this one, you should write more, Vince!

Jack Horne

Date: 6/22/2011 1:56:00 PM

LOL, I love this witty limerick, Vince

Wandering Butterfly

Date: 6/21/2011 6:44:00 AM

LOL, TOO CUTE, thanks for commenting my poem, Randa Bear

James Rasmusson

Date: 6/21/2011 4:47:00 AM

Hi Vince, 'tis an honor to be on our club's Home page and it's great to learn that you are also a fan of the windy city. I live in Holland MI now and make the 2.5 hour drive to chicago every chance I get. Happy writing. ~Jim MeanderthalMan

Daver Austin

Date: 6/17/2011 10:57:00 AM

Good to hear from you, Vince. Like everything you write, this limerick is first rate. Love, daver

Constance La France

Date: 6/16/2011 7:43:00 PM

I love your limerick, Vince! My grandpa used to take me fishing as a child, and I would look sadly, at those wiggly worms in the can, Grandpa had to bait the hook, I would not touch them, poor things I would say~~

Iolanda Scripca

Date: 6/15/2011 6:09:00 PM

Hee, hee, hee! How sensitive this fisherman is! Don't kill a worm but kill the fish :) I saw a guy using corn meal to catch trout, here, in California. He caught a lot of fish: trout with pink meat flesh. Tastes like samon.v4ag

Phyllis Babcock

Date: 6/11/2011 9:07:00 AM

Not a good fisherman if he could not use a worm ha ha ha. loved this poem. How are you doing? Have a great weekend. love phyl

Edmund Siejka

Date: 6/10/2011 9:56:00 AM

Hi Vince re:Sunday Morning Thanks for your comments. I appreciate your thoughts. regards, ed

James Foulk

Date: 6/9/2011 11:38:00 AM

yea those poor worms and what they go through so we can catch a fish. love this poem, but have not seen any of your new stuff for a while. love your style,.

Charles Henderson

Date: 6/6/2011 10:05:00 PM

Vince, this is priceless. Good going. Charles

Derrick Burton

Date: 6/5/2011 5:32:00 PM

I was also wondering, rather he killed the worm or not the fish is still gonna die right? inless he throws it back in? let me know which he did. Enjoy your day.

Derrick Burton

Date: 6/5/2011 5:01:00 PM

Their packed with protien too. Enjoyed this poetry have a great say.

Mohammad Yamin

Date: 5/30/2011 1:09:00 PM

Herm was indeed a kind man. He couldn't even hurt a worm to catch a fish for his own food. An enchanting poem - very graceful. Thanks for your kind comments on my poem The Old Man of Merces. We tend to forget that we also will be old one day and suffer loneliness despite the fact that we see it happening around us. My poem is to awaken the conscience. -Mohammad