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Smells of Autumn

Autumn begins with one fact, Sounded by first egg to crack. With eggs mixed In a batter, The outcome won't matter Because smoke is filling the shack.

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Zyrool Gifford

Date: 11/14/2024 8:03:00 AM

Hello Hilda, loved your poem, made me laugh, visualising your words. Nicely done, my friend. Have a great day.

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 11/14/2024 8:22:00 AM

Thank you Zyrool.

Kelly Deschler

Date: 9/15/2024 11:05:00 AM

I always get the urge to do some baking once the fall season comes around, and there are certain aromas that I associate with this time of the year... I enjoyed your clever and unique take on the "smells of autumn"... Great creative work, Hilda :)

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 9/15/2024 1:53:00 PM

Thank you. Attempting to bake and actually baking are two different things. I hope you have success. Thanks for your comment

Daniel Henry Rodgers

Date: 9/6/2024 4:36:00 AM

Dear Hilda, You made me smile this morning, and I was expecting something totally different when I read the title. I was pleasantly pleased and chuckled. - Blessings, My Dear Friend, Daniel

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 9/6/2024 10:16:00 AM

Thank you. Hectic autumn has lots of surprises.

Gershon Wolf

Date: 9/5/2024 8:00:00 PM

Who's smoking in my shack?! ~ Shaquille O'Neill (aka 'Shaq').

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 9/5/2024 8:21:00 PM

I learned a new fact. Thanks for commenting.

Ink Empress

Date: 9/4/2024 1:50:00 AM

dear hilda this made me smile and I absolutely love the way youv written this limerick. Its so nice to always see you write on various subjects and also in various forms! You are truly a gifted soul. I especially love here “ With eggs mixed In a batter, The outcome won't matter” brilliant! Good one! Loved this! Hope you are doing well! Missed reading your work! Sending you light always kind soul

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 9/4/2024 6:22:00 AM

Thank you. This limerick is a bit of laughter.

Karen Jones

Date: 9/3/2024 9:27:00 PM

This is so cleverly written. Haha enjoyed

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 9/4/2024 1:35:00 AM

Thank you for the compliment. Enjoy the season.

Susan Ashley

Date: 9/3/2024 1:10:00 PM

Oh no! Dear Hilda, your humorous limerick is full of lively imagery. Indeed, fall and baking go together, but not the smoke in the shack, haha! Warmest wishes my poet friend.. ~Susan

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 9/3/2024 1:32:00 PM

Thank you. I'm glad it made you laugh.

Valsa George

Date: 9/2/2024 8:09:00 PM

This happens if we are not careful. Once when smoke filled the shack, that I remembered, I had kept something in the oven to bake. Quite humorous, Hilda.

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 9/3/2024 6:08:00 AM

I'm glad you like it. Thank you for your thoughts.

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 9/2/2024 1:36:00 PM

A humorous one! Have a bake-away but not a burn…lol

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 9/2/2024 6:08:00 PM

I'm glad you like it. Thanks.

Jim Slaughter

Date: 9/2/2024 9:27:00 AM

Good one, Hilda. Reminds me I need to buy eggs.

Hilda Greenhough
Date: 9/2/2024 6:07:00 PM

Eggs are most plentiful in Spring. They become scarce in Autumn and winter. The store has run out of cage free eggs in my local store. Better hurry.