Southern Comfort

Cletus finds comfort in Southern Comfort

   The day is lost if he don't have a snort

      He doesn't like Four Roses

         Old Turkey he opposes

            He prefers Southern Comfort by the quart

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Dufresne Avatar
September 21, 2011 at 9:16 PM
Good ole Cletus! That is some powerful sweet stuff. Great limerick Bob.
Maverick Avatar
September 19, 2011 at 4:06 PM
Happy to read your piece here Robert, i see he went in at the deep end..
Kendrick Avatar
September 19, 2011 at 2:28 PM
Interesting work..Not familiar with these but think that the four roses was a snuff?..Old Turkey? Wild Turkey Burbon?...If he drank a quart, would he have been passed out?..Sara
Bauer Avatar
September 18, 2011 at 5:39 PM
clever and entertaining! cheers!
A   Avatar
September 18, 2011 at 2:04 AM
A wonderful Limerick, Bob H., thank you for sharing,..p.d.
Dietrich Avatar
September 18, 2011 at 1:54 AM
not too familiar with these names but I can sure get the big picture. NICE.
Lane Avatar
September 17, 2011 at 10:30 AM
My mom used to make a Christmas punch with Southern Comfort, It was the only time of the year that they would drink and probably the reason that I don't. Tony
Johnson Avatar
September 16, 2011 at 7:02 PM
Them good ol boys, don't make much noise, just swing from the whisky jug, it aint half bad an yer eyes are glad, feel good just a tad, while ya carcass you can lug:) we have em here too, on ya cobber Bob, Don
Sweetheart Avatar
September 16, 2011 at 4:03 PM
always a treat reading your Limericks Bob and secret is my first MIL drank Southern comfort Friday after work till Monday morning going to work and she had a fine persona buzz..sure did help her cope .. super one luv..
Smith Avatar
September 16, 2011 at 1:12 PM
If me and Cletus drink us too much Comfort, it will delete us.
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