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Sam Snail

Sam Snail's 
   in jail

He got 
   blackmailed

No chance
   for bail

No phone
   no mail

No greens
   or kale

The bread's
   real stale

He looks 
   quite frail

His face
   all pale
  
His heart
   has failed

Don't cry
   Don't wail

They serve
   him ale

Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2020

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Caren Krutsinger Date: 5/4/2020 6:40:00 AM Ditto from my last comment my friend. Login to Reply Gershon Wolf Date: 5/4/2020 4:18:00 PM Ditto for me too! ~ Gershon

Line Gauthier Date: 5/3/2020 5:41:00 PM You are on a roll, Gershon. Good one~ Login to Reply Gershon Wolf Date: 5/3/2020 6:40:00 PM I'm not sure whether I'm the corned beef or the condiments --- just to be on a roll! Thanks for all of your nice comments! Warmest wishes, Gershon

Erica Berg Date: 5/2/2020 4:20:00 AM I like this, I like the way it flows! Keep it up! Login to Reply Gershon Wolf Date: 5/2/2020 10:23:00 PM Will try my best, Erica. Thanks for visiting my site! Smiles, Gershon

Evelyn Judy Buehler Date: 5/1/2020 11:00:00 PM Poor Sam seems to be having a run of bad luck, but his chances of escape probably aren't good, however. :0 Login to Reply Gershon Wolf Date: 5/2/2020 10:22:00 PM Yes. Houdini, Sam is not! Smiles, Gershon

Tom Cunningham Date: 5/1/2020 3:50:00 PM The tale of the snail who drank ale, Hope it wasn't a French jail, the guards might eat him lol. Login to Reply Gershon Wolf Date: 5/1/2020 3:51:00 PM Sounds like a 'T.C. Special.' Heh, heh. Thanks, Tom! :) gw