There once was a young man named Lyme
Who said, “my clock it refuses to chime!”.
The great Professor Ridge
Said, “it’s a fridge!
And fridges they are not known to chime!”
There once was a young man named Lyme
Who said, “my clock it refuses to chime!”.
The great Professor Ridge
Said, “it’s a fridge!
And fridges they are not known to chime!”
Except my sister’s does when she leaves the door open!😃
Thanks for your comment, Vivienne, which made me smile! My mum used to keep a pig in her fridge which grunted when you opened it! Kevin
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Many thanks for the share, Michael. Kevin
:-))
All these regulary visits at the pub clouded the consciousness. 🙂 xx Michael
Many a true word is spoken in jest, Michael! Thanks for making me smile! Kevin
Thank you as well, Kevin! With your poems you are always very timely too. I love it. xx Michael
Thanks, Michael. I’m delighted you enjoy reading my poems. Kevin