Ripe Tomato
Walked out on my sidewalk to the mailbox,
on top of the box was a pair of socks,
I said as I scratched my head,
"Who would leave such socks of red?"
Neighbor's wife replied, "Nude gardening rocks!"
Copyright © George Aul | Year Posted 2017
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