Jack's Favorite Cuisine

  
   Peanut butter, Jack’s favorite cuisine
   ‘Til he ate a sandwich that turned him green
      Jack overlooked one thing
      That gave his sandwich ‘zing’
   Pea was spelled ‘Pee’ ~ smelled like a latrine
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Ashley Avatar
February 22, 2024 at 8:53 AM
Haha! Dear Gershon, a clever yucky limerick! Mischievous Peter Pan playing tricks on Jack.. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan
Brotherton Avatar
February 21, 2024 at 6:04 PM
We had a foreign exchange student from Brazill when I was in high school. we had him convinced that peanut butter was scrapped from babies' diapers.
Goldsmith Avatar
February 21, 2024 at 10:47 AM
WOW!!! I thought he wanted green beans. Guess I was wrong... Have a fun day writing away............
Wolf Avatar
February 21, 2024 at 5:55 PM
Green beans... yellow beans... It's all good in the latrine. lol. ~ gw
Gorelick Avatar
February 21, 2024 at 10:04 AM
Lol. Gourmet poetry! R.G.
Wolf Avatar
February 21, 2024 at 5:54 PM
for 'the Renaissance Man.' lol. Thanks, R.G.
Cunningham Avatar
February 21, 2024 at 8:50 AM
They say in an emergency you can drink your own pee but someone else's, yuck. Tom
Wolf Avatar
February 21, 2024 at 5:58 PM
Or, perhaps this: You can pick your nose. And you can pick your friend's. But you can't pick your friend's nose.
Rodrigues Avatar
February 21, 2024 at 4:50 AM
Saw Sara’s comment after I thought the same thing…a sticky gooey latrine sandwich…eewww!
Wolf Avatar
February 21, 2024 at 6:00 PM
Left the 'final e' off of eewww there: Eewwwe are right.
Baker Avatar
February 20, 2024 at 9:42 PM
Pew, to that sandwich! Nice limerick, Gershon. Have a great week, my friend. Bill
Wolf Avatar
February 21, 2024 at 5:54 PM
I say, 'Have it your way.' ~ Burr Grrr King
Baker Avatar
February 21, 2024 at 3:20 PM
Fine dining, I think you mean. :-) BB
Wolf Avatar
February 20, 2024 at 9:44 PM
Good to see that you appreciate 'fine poetry,' Bill. lol. Thanks, gw
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