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Limerick 3

Reggie had far too much beer His legs felt wobbly and ***** He dare not go home So, all night he did roam Giving time for his poor head to clear

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Date: 4/24/2023 9:31:00 AM
At least he could feel his legs. ive been so trashed I didn't even know I had legs, or anything else as far as that goes. Love the humor, Shirley:)
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Date: 4/23/2023 7:06:00 PM
Gotta spell it 'kvir.' ~ Censor-proof
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Shirley Hawkins
Date: 4/23/2023 8:54:00 PM
Very *****?

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