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!