Gershon Wolf Poet Limerick

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 June 16, 2020 at 7:25 PM I love a good limerick! Well done Gershon Wolf June 16, 2020 at 9:21 PM Hey, hey! Glad you like this limerick, Timothy. Thanks, Gershon

Mahtab Bangalee June 15, 2020 at 5:24 AM chase to kill; but reversive greet to enjoy a cup of smoke with flaming wine! Gershon Wolf June 15, 2020 at 7:03 PM It's that smoke that helps ease the flaming wine down the old gullet. lol. Thanks Mahtab! Cheers, Gershon

Tom Cunningham June 15, 2020 at 3:15 AM Haha too late Ron, you've cooked your goose. Tom Gershon Wolf June 15, 2020 at 7:02 PM Hope Ron's goose tasted good. Probably something like BBQ goose. lol. Thanks, Tom

Connie Marcum Wong June 15, 2020 at 12:07 AM I love learning new words. I have not heard of k'vetches. I enjoyed your limericks Gershon. xxoo Gershon Wolf June 15, 2020 at 7:01 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