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For a week he had feigned being ill “neath a blanket of leaves he lay still And just for effect He shunned circumspect Playing dead right next to the grill

Copyright © | Year Posted 2023




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Date: 11/8/2023 10:45:00 PM
BBQ says Ba-ba-Loo. ~ Char K. Ole
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Date: 11/8/2023 10:21:00 PM
12 hours and I'm now thinking - is it dog? Before that it's more the start of a horror movie haha
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Date: 11/8/2023 5:23:00 PM
Good humor, as always , John.
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Date: 11/8/2023 3:49:00 PM
a truly funny Limerick, John. Playing dead for a week--that's quite an accomplishment! Enjoyed, Sara
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Date: 11/8/2023 3:10:00 PM
Great Limerick, John, nice twist for the closing line. :-) Have a great week, my friend. Bill
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