
Patwin has learned to ignore the chair
Cushions don't comfort his derier
Peacocks only sit once
Mushed plumage lasts for months
and a social life it does impair
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June 19th, 2007 at 10:23 pm
again a most enchanting tale
of the peacock and his seating ails
-my friend, pardon my sass,
but what is this infatuation of the ass
that your limericks so often entail?
no sass really… but ’sass’ beat out ‘mass’ and “sassafras” for the purpose ot rhyme
July 11th, 2007 at 4:22 pm
Where in the world did you swipe that Peacock from? Is is stuffed? Or did you mom ad one to her garden this summer?