Friday, February 16, 2007

Sick, sick, sick...

Even before Sonnjea challenged me to come up with a limerick for the ground squirrels, I had wracked my brain and come up with this pathetic little ditty.

Oh no...in the hillocks are ground squirrels.
The thought of it just makes my toes curl.
The sheriff is waiting
For them to start mating.
Can't wait for this story to unfurl!

Someone put me out of my misery! Arrrghh!

4 comments:

Sonnjea B said...

And I thought I had too much time on my hands!

Bravo!

Pat said...

What can I say? It's become an addiction!

Pam said...

Hilarious! That's really good.

Pat said...

Thanks, Pam. It's hard to frown when I'm thinking of limericks!