L Milton Hankins Poet Limerick

Jail Bird

I met a jail bird in Fort Lauderdale
He needed some money to make his bail
I might’ve helped him get out
But I had no financial clout
So, he’s still languishing in County Jail.

written March 5, 2022

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James Fraser March 7, 2022 at 11:05 AM Another little gem Milton, so lovely to have a laugh at somebody elses work, for the right reasons :) L Milton Hankins March 7, 2022 at 11:07 AM Aw, thanks, James. I agree!!!

Caren Krutsinger March 6, 2022 at 11:49 PM Poor guy! L Milton Hankins March 7, 2022 at 9:02 AM Poor imagination and fiction. I've only passed through Ft. Lauderdale!

I Am Anaya March 5, 2022 at 3:54 PM Those Florida ATM's, how did you get out, Milton? :) L Milton Hankins March 5, 2022 at 4:28 PM Nope, wasn't me! Just pure fiction. I thought it would be fun to rhyme with Ft. Lauderdale.