Mark Koplin Poet Rhyme

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Redneck Nursery Rhymes

Will the King’s horses or any of his men?
Ever stack those turds that high again.
A tit for a tat and Rooty Toot Toot.
The rats always follow the piper and flute.

Old mother Hubbard was all out of bones.
So, Rover took off to find a new home.
Little Miss Muffet with her bowl slightly turned.
Blows on her soup so she doesn’t get burned.

Now what’s in that hat? Could it be bearing claws?
Or is it just that old elf taking a short pause.
Redneck Rhymes are sure fun to find.
You can polish a turd but those three mice are still blind.

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Gershon Wolf May 15, 2020 at 12:37 PM Oh, that last line. Chuckles galore! :) gw Mark Koplin May 15, 2020 at 1:04 PM I'm glad you liked it. We all need a chuckle from silly rhymes now and again. Be well

Tom Cunningham May 14, 2020 at 4:34 PM Haha, I'd let em dry out a bit first. Jan Allison May 14, 2020 at 5:32 PM ha ha ha Mark Koplin May 14, 2020 at 4:57 PM That’s the first rule of turd stacking, always let them dry out first lol

Jan Allison May 14, 2020 at 4:30 PM ha ha ha note to self to learn how to polish a turd lol:-) hugs jan xx Mark Koplin May 14, 2020 at 4:56 PM It can be done lol. It takes a bit of elbow grease!