Together they did up grow,
Him growing a third leg & that you know,
Her having a special place for him,
Their life together never grim…
Then one day they both went to market,
Through the rain on the way they got wet,
Lost he did his third leg threat,
Dumped him she did for a cucumber named Brett…
Now he lives his life till the day he is cooked,
Had his fifteen minutes of fame, his picture in a book,
And when he was still young all the females did his way look,
Now he’s just a shriveled up old carrot,
Spending his last days waiting for the boiling pot, hanging on a hook
…
© ed ~ 5/9/10
PMSL....U rotter ED!!
Me
Newfie Hugs, Rose
I do think he should get off the hook and find his way into a bowl of pomegranates, ripe and chosen.
Christine
Sandie Angel :o)
Be always safe,
Karen
Peas and carrots,
Dayvid
Regis
GOD BLESS YOU
TONY