Note to self: Use drive-up window next time
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There once was a woman who drank
Loads of tea from a 10-gallon tank
It was scary to see
Just how much she would pee
As she stood there in line at the bank
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--JF--
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There once was a woman who drank
Loads of tea from a 10-gallon tank
It was scary to see
Just how much she would pee
As she stood there in line at the bank
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--JF--
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6 comments:
Wow. That was just lovely. Why can't we have a limerick writer for poet laureate?
Truly beautiful. I second the poet laureate motion.
There once was a blogger named Janna.
When I followed her home, she just ranna.
She ran left and right
All day and all night
I just wanna say, "I'm a fanna!"
Marilyn: Maybe you could start a petition!
Xup: Add your name to the petition!
Whall: Couldn't find anything to rhyme with "stalker", huh? :)
The line at our bank was outrageous yesterday. Computers were down, the new trainee teller was frazzled, and they had two people at lunch during the lunch hour on a Friday of a holiday weekend. Not that I don't want bank tellers to eat lunch too, but I just think it was terrible planning on their part.
At least I hadn't imbibed a gallon of tea!
Morgen: You could have peed in a nearby potted plant and told everyone you were making a deposit...
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