No pictures, no stories, just a couple of limericks.
An ole girl was working out most vigorously,
Her efforts were executed most rigorously.
She stretched and she flexed,
Getting a pain in the next
move that rendered her most miserably.
(Even covid-19 cannot escape a good poke.)
Some will, some won’t, some don’t and some do,
Some raise a stink that rivals Pepe Le Pew.
I’m right and you’re wrong,
Is the song of the throng,
To wear or to swear, all part of their ballyhoo.
Oh, all right, another little piece of silliness…..
What would you do if when you came home you found a hippo in your tub?
Would you holler and scream and threaten to throw him out on his keister?
Or, would you call the a fireman and have him removed?
Or, would you tickle him under the chin, and scratch behind his ear?
And, trumpet your joy at having a new playmate, instead of that rubber ducky.
Or, would you jump in the tub with him, only to realize that he was rather large.
Or, just engage him in a convoluted conversation on the joy of cats?
But, what if he, was a she…….. well, that would change this whole conversation!