Insisting that she was the boss, Of making the cranberry sauce, Darlene picked a fight, And was up half the night, Being disgruntled and cross. Between you and me, I like the canned stuff. Yes, that stuff that’s unnaturally red and keeps the shape of the can when you dump it. Delicious! Bonus! Here isContinue reading “Thursday Limerick: Don’t Be Darlene”
There once was a fellow named Sam. Who wished Thanksgiving dinner was ham. Suggesting this change, Soon got him estranged. So he went home alone and ate spam. Sam just had to be different, didn’t he?
A scientist–eccentric and quirky, Engineered a self-seasoning turkey. In creating the bird, Criticisms incurred, For his methods were morally murky.