Randy Freie Poet Limerick

Hillbilly Highway

Time for me to give the best man's toast

It's the moment that I've dreaded most

What can I say Mister 

You married your Sister 

I've had her and that's nothing to boast


In fact, last time we were together 

We did it with whips, chains, and leather

But bondage made her mean

So I broke it off clean

Now little Bro, you can have Heather

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Jerry Brotherton February 25, 2025 at 1:00 PM Funny stuff Randy. At least he didn't marry his grandmother. Randy Freie February 25, 2025 at 1:31 PM No, grandma went the other way. Good to hear from you Jerry. Take care Brother.

Darlene De Beaulieu February 24, 2025 at 3:25 PM Hello Randy Freie, oh, so that is a hillybill heartbreak. enjoy your evening my friend. /Darlene/ Darlene De Beaulieu February 25, 2025 at 10:56 AM Hello Randy Frie, No! I think you have a good sense of humor. Enjoy your day my friend. /Darlene/ Randy Freie February 24, 2025 at 5:17 PM What can I say Darlene, I suspect I'm guilty of having a twisted sense of humor. Thanks for the feedback. It's most appreciated.