Bucket mouth

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Bucket mouth

 

There was a young poet from Nantucket

Who carried his poems in a bucket

Every now and again

He’d stick his hand in

To randomly grab one, he’d pluck it

 

 

Listen to this! He would suddenly shout

To any poor souls wandering about

No need to be so down in the mouth

Pouring poems from his bucket quenching their drought

See that is better, of humor, you’d dried.

With a huge belly laugh, he shat…   Splitting his sides.

 

                                                                                       Po

◄ Cue the manic laughter!

Ramping it up ►

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poemagraphic

Fri 3rd Apr 2020 07:29

Thank you Joe for dropping in
Let the fun begin.
I'm not that good at writing humour
Don calls me 'doomer-gloomer'

Po


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poemagraphic

Thu 2nd Apr 2020 21:01

Hi Tinotenda

Thanks for dropping in and hitting the like.
Po

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poemagraphic

Thu 2nd Apr 2020 12:11

Hi Moon.girl I adore girls that 'moon'

Binte and Damon It's nice to see you dropped in also thank you both.
Po

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Don Matthews

Thu 2nd Apr 2020 10:26

Glad you're keeping standards up on WOL kJ. Yes I think the one about Little Muffet is pushing the boundaries...

😛

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kJ Walker

Thu 2nd Apr 2020 09:35

I know another Limerick about a man from Nantucket, but best not to share on here it's a bit rude.

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poemagraphic

Wed 1st Apr 2020 22:40

Hi Brian it is past the watershed so I thought it would be OK 😃

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poemagraphic

Wed 1st Apr 2020 21:42

Jon great to see you.

I thought a few folks needed a laugh.

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Jon Stainsby

Wed 1st Apr 2020 21:19

😂

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poemagraphic

Wed 1st Apr 2020 20:15

Sometimes you just have to hand it to um!

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