Holiday Limericks
A Red-Letter Day
Staid pilgrims grew leery, Thanksgiving Day,
When men came to feast, half-covered in hay.
"Where's Hester?" wives asked
And elders were tasked
To march to the barn and give her an A.
Santa Goes Truant
With trollop hand-picked and madam well-paid,
Dear Santa was truant from the parade.
He ho-hoed, "so what?
I'm old with a gut,
So do this perhaps just twice a decade."
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