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Our Town's Old Fire Chief Ron

Our town's old fire chief Ron's a real lunkhead When the alarm rings, he lingers in bed He yawns, then he stretches And, of course, he k'vetches* If you wait for Ron, you'll surely be dead After protests got rid of the police They went after old Ron like angry geese They announced they'd attack That roused Ron from the sack The fool grinned, "Hey, let's smoke the pipe of peace!" *'k'vetches' is Yiddish for 'complains'

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Timothy Mcguire

Date: 6/16/2020 7:25:00 PM

I love a good limerick! Well done

Gershon Wolf
Date: 6/16/2020 9:21:00 PM

Hey, hey! Glad you like this limerick, Timothy. Thanks, Gershon

Mahtab Bangalee

Date: 6/15/2020 5:24:00 AM

chase to kill; but reversive greet to enjoy a cup of smoke with flaming wine!

Gershon Wolf
Date: 6/15/2020 7:03:00 PM

It's that smoke that helps ease the flaming wine down the old gullet. lol. Thanks Mahtab! Cheers, Gershon

Tom Cunningham

Date: 6/15/2020 3:15:00 AM

Haha too late Ron, you've cooked your goose. Tom

Gershon Wolf
Date: 6/15/2020 7:02:00 PM

Hope Ron's goose tasted good. Probably something like BBQ goose. lol. Thanks, Tom

Connie Marcum Wong

Date: 6/15/2020 12:07:00 AM

I love learning new words. I have not heard of k'vetches. I enjoyed your limericks Gershon. xxoo

Gershon Wolf
Date: 6/15/2020 7:01:00 PM

I can't imagine that too many Hawaiians speak Yiddish these days. lol. At any rate, I try to only use words that are already part of the American lexicon. K'vetch is probably in the dictionary at this point. Thanks, Connie