REILLY's CCCVI - the Bard's Residence

The problem with this place, and working shifts is that you spend a lot of time just talking to yourself.

Morning Anhelyna

Ok, officially bored with this day now. Been at work three hours...still nine to go, and just about had enough.

Well I’m here sitting in my bed writing limericks. I dread to think how many I have written now, but my bed is full of wayward fleas who have to go to Confession, pigs with blue rinses, chickens who lay pink eggs and have red legs, and more amazing wonders. Tbere is hardly room for me in this bed now!

We'd love to read some of your work, Anjelica...

S.ilvio said:

We'd love to read some of your work, Anjelica...

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Lol S.ilvio. You will need the flea spray at the ready.

S.ilvio said:

We'd love to read some of your work, Anjelica...

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Yea, share some with us. Brighten the day up

anjelica said:

Lol S.ilvio. You will need the flea spray at the ready.

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Ach, the wee Leprechaun will be fine

Lol

A flea that went to a funeral
Couldn't jump quite as usual
His grief was so bad
Hevlaid down so sad
And bit no one at all, it was terrible

Boom!!!

That's a great start...

'tis himself

A flea that got into some gin
Went round with a daft silly grin
He wobbled around
And everyone frowned
When it passed out on somebody’s shin

That's a good one

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