Ode to Black Label

Here’s a limerick I wrote for the occasion:


There was an old lady in OH [“O”]

Who wasn’t exactly a Poe

It wasn’t a fable

She loved some Black Label

And now she can rhyme like a pro!  😉



See, I saved a little for later.


Meanwhile, out in my vast fields of lettuces, this just in:


And now, a rare sighting, on this singular occasion of turning officially Old and Destitute.  Not much of a stretch from this…….to this!








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