Gershon Wolf Poet Limerick

Lucky Number

There was a number I'd never answer
I avoided it like it was cancer --
  I would just let it ring
  Or if texted, go ping --
Wife didn't suspect a belly dancer

Then one day my wife picked it up instead
Oy! I knew that I was as good as dead --
  Yet I breathed a deep sigh
  When she said, by-the-by --
That dancer from Bali made me see red

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Caren Krutsinger May 28, 2020 at 3:20 PM Ballet, belly, Bali, belie, all the same to some of us hillbillies, my friend. Gershon Wolf May 28, 2020 at 4:43 PM In the mountains of Bali, they're hill-balis…

Jenish Somadas May 27, 2020 at 10:49 AM Lol..Funny..Bali!! lol..I am still yelling.. It is not Bali, it is Belly mom..lol Gershon Wolf May 27, 2020 at 7:46 PM Bali, belly, bully --- all the same to me. ~ Ugly American (lol). Thanks, Jenish

John Watt May 27, 2020 at 2:13 AM A Bali dancer? Good one, Gershon. All the best ~ John Gershon Wolf May 27, 2020 at 7:46 PM Thank you, John... We're on the Road to Rio. :) Gershon