Bump
On the side of my head is a bump. Not a sore, or a scar, or a lump. It grows and won’t shrink. Which just makes me think. My existence revolves round my...
Read MorePosted by Stan McClellan | May 6, 2024 | Limericks |
On the side of my head is a bump. Not a sore, or a scar, or a lump. It grows and won’t shrink. Which just makes me think. My existence revolves round my...
Read MorePosted by Stan McClellan | May 6, 2024 | Limericks |
A parishioner who suffered from flatulence Felt he needed to do more as penitence. Said the priest “You should try ..” “With a match 4th July.” “The army doesn’t have such good...
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Atop my head is where Something grows, but it’s not hair What it is I can’t say, But in the bright light of day, It sometimes becomes self...
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There was a young dude named Ringer Who pushed his food with his finger. He ate in the nude, And was perfectly crude, But thought of himself as a...
Read MorePosted by Stan McClellan | May 6, 2024 | Limericks |
There was a young man named Scoggin Who liked to wear a toboggan. One day a man said “Put that thing on your head!” “A toboggan is worn on the...
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