And so number 24 has come to take a tour. Not even Christmas time can stop me. I'll ho ho ho them out with glee. Wait! That might leave Santa pissed and get me on the naughty list. Oh well, being bad is swell.
A genie likes to dance,
He can really prance.
He doesn't want to grant a wish.
But along comes a fish.
She is rainbow like,
A deal they strike.
And away they go,
To put on a show.
But it was a leprechaun trick.
He is rather slick.
They may win the day,
Or sink in the bay.
I guess you'll have to see,
With number 24 from me.
Even a triple snout pig,
I'm sure that you can dig.
Click here for a peer!
Artwork is sure grand with this one in my land. And so that closes another year of books with my little rhyming rear. One every single month came due, some months even had a few. Damn, the cat is grand here in his land. I am sure more will come to pass from my little rhyming ass.
Later all, have a nice fall.
Published on December 16, 2013 03:00