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I saw a Woodpecker up a tree. He looked very cross-eyed to me. This woodpecker could not peck, The poor bird was a wreck. His pecker had dropped off, When he very loudly coughed. I saw him banging his head repeatedly, Because it was time for his tea. Woody soon felt very weak. You can't be a woodpecker without a beak. I realized why he looked cross-eyed to me, He kept banging his head upon the tree.

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Date: 11/12/2021 10:40:00 AM
Knocking one's head against wood tends to do that, but nurses still enjoy watching peckers drop when they poke for a cough . . . . .Enjoyed, Shirley! Aloha!
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Shirley Hawkins
Date: 11/13/2021 4:21:00 PM
G'day, Rico. Thank you, For your welcome comments. Smiling as I am writing this. Hope you are yours are enjoying the week-end,
Date: 11/12/2021 9:14:00 AM
Oh my, Shirley, I broke out into raucous laughter at "His pecker dropped off." This poem is so funny. I'm sure you didn't mean the double entendre...or did you?
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Shirley Hawkins
Date: 11/13/2021 4:26:00 PM
? that is a question I cannot answer..... L... Thank you, Milt, for your kind comments...
Date: 11/11/2021 4:36:00 PM
Hope this doesn't happen to me, knock on wood... very fun read Shirley, thanks for the share ~ John
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Shirley Hawkins
Date: 11/11/2021 5:19:00 PM
Hold on tightly to your nose next time you cough. John. Thank you, for your welcome comment. All best wishes Shirley