Mystic Rose Rose Poet Rhyme

The Cheeseball Story

The cheese ball was delicious but on Christmas Eve 
at the sleepover bro tooted without reprieve 
sister cried, " please use the washroom, Steve "  
" Sorry sis, "it's a lonely fart that I just can't retrieve

Dec 25, 2021

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Tania Kitchin January 9, 2022 at 8:49 AM Mystic, congratulations on your winning placement, this made me laugh!

Gershon Wolf December 29, 2021 at 6:14 PM hahahah! Cute! :) gw

Delice Arleen Skelly December 28, 2021 at 9:26 AM Pity about that, best to avoid cheese balls, although they are rather good...Delice

L Milton Hankins December 26, 2021 at 12:35 PM A bit surprising. Thanks for showing us the lighter side of Mystic Rose Rose!

Rico Leffanta December 26, 2021 at 11:07 AM Blown away on Christmas Day? Aloha!

Victor Buhagiar December 26, 2021 at 6:37 AM There are cheese that smells foul. Loved your fun poem. Hugs.

Eve Roper December 25, 2021 at 6:35 PM hahaha, a side I haven't seen from you.. Merry Christmas with lots of hugs and love to my sister in spirit. Mystic Rose Rose December 26, 2021 at 4:45 AM Like I said to Jan, Eve, every one toots, its part of nature, the wind pipes have to clear, lol, have a good one my friend. xo

Jan Allison December 25, 2021 at 3:34 PM ha ha very funny Vie, hope you had a lovely time with your loved ones:-) hugs Jan xx Mystic Rose Rose December 26, 2021 at 4:44 AM Thanks Jan, its not my vehicle of comfort here, but every one toots now and then, lol, have a good day, love xo