Pity Poor Roy
Roy Reindeer was feeling romantic.
He’d gone from just lonely to frantic.
He’d soon be besotted,
for nearby he spotted
a lovely doe. She was gigantic!
Poor reindeer! For brains he had puddin’.
He wanted to mate, but he couldn’t.
In this strange encounter,
when he tried to mount ‘er,
he found this fine lady was wooden.
November 13, 2018 (UPI) “Woman films as deer tries to mate with
neighbor’s statues” Video available--a regular deer, but we can imagine . . . !
December 10, 2018, entered in Tania Kitchin's Funny Reindeer
Limerick Poetry contest
Copyright © Janice Canerdy | Year Posted 2018
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