Sunday, December 31, 2017

OP515-516. Out with the old, in with the new

I believe I'm now signing off, too
It's been fun to rhyme for each of you
Oh, now don't shed a tear
I shall soon reappear
So I'll see you next year here, woohoo!

New Year's Eve, and you might end up plastered
Just don't drive and end up a dead bastard.
'Cause this blog will be needing
More limerick reading
Which you have exceedingly mastered!

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