Rushing Out West

He’s rushing out West…got the itch. and sluicing for gold…will be rich. Took tumble out gate, For such was man’s fate — Cold rush of the gold up his ditch. 1/12/2022
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Wolf Avatar
January 13, 2022 at 6:26 PM
As Bill Clinton might say: 'It depends on what you mean by 'ditch:' lol
Rodrigues Avatar
January 13, 2022 at 6:50 PM
LOL…it all depends
Dietrich Avatar
January 13, 2022 at 1:34 PM
Hardly any of those 49ers made any money but California sure gained a big growth from the migrations there. And today they are leaving CA in hoardes. I am so glad I do not live any more in that state!! I really liked your Limerick, Kim
Rodrigues Avatar
January 13, 2022 at 5:16 PM
Thank you, Andrea! So sad California these days. How fond I was to venture out of the hotel on my own and take a cable car to Fisherman’s Wharf. Alas would be too scary now!
Cunningham Avatar
January 13, 2022 at 4:26 AM
Lol, probably the first wash in weeks. Tom
Rodrigues Avatar
January 13, 2022 at 5:59 AM
LOL…probably, so!
Kendrick Avatar
January 13, 2022 at 3:17 AM
Cute one. I wonder if anyone could make a living panning for gold now? Thanks for your visits to my pages. Sara
Rodrigues Avatar
January 13, 2022 at 6:00 AM
Thank you, Sara!
Buhagiar Avatar
January 13, 2022 at 12:17 AM
Greed for gold. Hugs.
Rodrigues Avatar
January 13, 2022 at 6:00 AM
Greed goes where it can fill its pockets. ~ hugs
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