Tina Turner was down at the farm
With Penelope, Henrietta and Charm
With tail feathers curled
They spun and they twirled
Then high-tailed it back to the barn
I don't sleep very well (bad back) so my nocturnal ramblings have turned into nocturnal limericks.
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It is fun and it's free.
A duckling called Jim had a pout
When someone else ate his trout
He settled for chips
And took tiny sips
From a glass of ice-cold Stout
Oh dear, I'm off again... A horse-riding duck from Texas....
PEAR TREE LOG
pear tree log: I started this blog to keep my younger son, Jonny, in touch with life in Lincolnshire, while he spent a year working in China. That year turned into five! Now he is home and training to become a physics teacher. This is simply a patchwork quilt of some of the things I enjoy - life in rural Lincolnshire, our animals, friends, architecture, books, the gardens, and things of passing interest.