Pat Adams Poet Rhyme

Nut Meat

Look at all those tiny poo balls
It's a sign that little squeakers
Have scurried about, here and there
On tiny imagined sneakers

But it's been said there is a trick,
Nut meat can soon cause their demise
Just don't push the city limit
With luck, they will say their goodbye's
 
Whether school house or out house
Just any house you might have seen
With a nut meat city limit
It's sure hard to keep a house clean!

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Lindsay Laurie March 31, 2019 at 6:07 PM G'day Pat … nutmeat! What in the heck is nutmeat? Mice will die for it I gather. I get it; it's comes off a Nutbush - but there is a limit. They should write a song about it - thanks again Pat for your wit - Lindsay Pat Adams April 1, 2019 at 3:36 PM Well, nutmeat is the part of the nut you eat. Maybe I should have put that in the poem. It might have been a little more popular!?!.........Yeah! A song!...maybe...Nah, that would never be any good.......80).....pat