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Crap Happens

There was a man named Hickenlooper. Who invented a dog poop scooper. Something went awry Flinging contents into the sky And stinking the town into a stupor.

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Liam Mcdaid

Date: 1/13/2015 7:08:00 PM

smiling paul excellent pen wishing you a happy and joyous year

Paul Schneiter
Date: 1/13/2015 7:30:00 PM

Thank you, Liam. I value and appreciate not only your comments, but your exquisite poetry. I may have said that before, but it bears repeating.

Jan Allison

Date: 12/30/2014 12:38:00 PM

lol eww a stinker of a limerick which made me giggle:-) hugs jan xxx

Jan Allison
Date: 12/30/2014 1:51:00 PM

if you smelled or trod in some thing nasty like dog poop you would go phew or ewww! - made me giggle a second time reading:-) Hugs jan xxx

Paul Schneiter
Date: 12/30/2014 1:27:00 PM

Educate me, Jan, re. the meaning of "eww." Whatever it means, I find joy in knowing the limerick made you giggle. Thank you.