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The Unused Gift

My cousin had such sweaty feet
I hoped with new socks they’d smell sweet
Much to my great chagrin
They’ve not been on his skin …
I’ve given up being discrete!


When I wore a peg on my nose
The topic of his feet arose -
To get rid of the stink
He washed them in the sink
With talcum they smell like a rose!

10-20-17

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Paul Callus

October 22, 2017 at 3:20 PM

Ha ha...looks like he got the message in the end:) Much enjoyed...hugs // paul

Jan Allison

October 22, 2017 at 6:21 PM

Thanks Paul I do love writing this form:-) hugs jan xx

Russell Sivey

October 21, 2017 at 7:20 AM

Yes! In the sink nonetheless, yummy! I feel that he knows/something in him just blows/a definite odor/becoming a flower/coming from deep down below! Your limericks are much better than my five second limerick here...I would usually edit and revise it twenty million times until it is perfect...but for the purpose of fun I just quickly wrote it for you! Your poem is quite hilarious! I loved the way you produced a humorous piece here, such a grand write, Great Work Jan!!

Jan Allison

October 21, 2017 at 9:38 AM

Thanks for your limerick reply, I too can write a basic one very quickly and more often than not the syllable count is spot on - I love writing in rhyme:-) hugs jan xx

Andrea Dietrich

October 20, 2017 at 7:40 PM

Oh, that is so cute how you ended it, Jan!! (personally I do not wear socks either. I hate them!)

Jan Allison

October 21, 2017 at 3:09 AM

I was inspired by the limerick contest - I won't enter as the sponsor hasn't posted any of this form so I will see how the judging goes with this contest:-) hugs jan xx

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

October 20, 2017 at 10:10 AM

*giggle* where can I get me some of that rose scented talc? xomo Thank you for miles of smiles Jan <3

Jan Allison

October 20, 2017 at 10:25 AM

LOL Mo:-) hugs Jan xx

Tim Smith

October 20, 2017 at 9:43 AM

Try not to walk below his stench...it will hit you hard like a wrench...bite your lip...take another sip...you sure your cousin isn't French

Jan Allison

October 20, 2017 at 9:53 AM

ha ha ha ha ha NO COMMENT!!!!:-) hugs Jan xx

Alexis Y.

October 20, 2017 at 9:02 AM

Lol! Jan is sooo darn funny. The photo you used cracked me up as well. You are so good at limericks. Thanks for the laughs this fine morning:-) Alexis

Jan Allison

October 20, 2017 at 9:04 AM

I wrote the poem then found the pic which made me lol - pure fiction write by the way !!!:-) hugs jan xx

Lim'Rik Flats

October 20, 2017 at 8:52 AM

I B chagrin'n! :-) you know me, I can't resist: I heard that plans are afoot//to wash his toes in soot//to kill the stink//which now lives in the sink//before your nose goes kaput! Huggadoodles! ~ j

Jan Allison

October 20, 2017 at 8:53 AM

ha ha ha great one John I am honoured you have done a limerick reply and I love the fact you wrote that in mega quick time - I can write one in a couple of minutes if the theme grabs me:-) hugs jan xx

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