Queen of the Chop

The Queen of the local beaver
Is crowned "Saturday Night Fever"
But all of her dates
Meet quite dreadful fates
Her dad is the Rabbi Cleaver
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Goldsmith Avatar
February 26, 2021 at 7:03 AM
So cute and funny. What is for dinner????? I read some of your poems but this one got me laughing. Have a blessed day writing away....................
Wolf Avatar
February 25, 2021 at 7:42 PM
And I heard that the specialty in her dad's butcher shop is pork chops. lol. ~ Eager Beaver
Rodrigues Avatar
February 25, 2021 at 7:19 PM
Ooh chop chop!
Y. Avatar
February 25, 2021 at 8:35 AM
Lol! Rico, Another hilarious limerick. Thanks for the laughs:-) Alexis
Lawrence Avatar
February 25, 2021 at 7:29 AM
I am laughing now !! You have the most fertile imagination ! Big hugs Rico Susan :)
Ball Avatar
February 24, 2021 at 5:24 PM
Ooohoo! One beauty queen with no dates. She should get Mom to put the skids on Pop. Great one Rico. God Bless, JB
Devonshire Avatar
February 24, 2021 at 1:36 PM
Oh, my imagination runs wild. I'd stay away from Rabbi Cleaver too! Funny limerick, my friend. Hugs, Carolyn
Allison Avatar
February 24, 2021 at 10:31 AM
You are hilarious Rico lol hugs Jan xx
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