Santa’s mailbox #2
Santa’s mailbox #2 Read Post »
A little boy wanted a new bike for Christmas. His mother told him they did not have any money for a bike. But she told him if he would tell Jesus what a good boy he would be, maybe Jesus would allow him to have one. The little boy sat down to write Jesus a
Roses are red. Violets are blue. Some poems rhyme, But this one doesn’t.
Happy Wednesday, here’s a poem Read Post »
Two old ladies were outside their nursing home one afternoon having a drink and a smoke, when it started to rain. One of the old ladies pulled out a condom, cut off the end, pulled it over her cigarette, and continued smoking. “What in the hell is that?” asked Maude. “A condom.” replied Mabel. “This
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During a recent conversation with a new-ish resident of my lovely province, the topic of Southland placenames came up, in particular the Southland penchant for using the name “Bush” … as in Gummies Bush, Wreys Bush, Mabel Bush, Croydon Bush, Myross Bush and so on. We came to the conclusion that Southland is bush-obsessed. Of
Beating around the bush? Read Post »