Tuesday

Horse Kisses



Here’s a little holiday horsey fun – and even a Christmas season caution – for lovers of all things equine.
 Horse Kisses
A Holiday Chime with Warning in Rhyme

At Christmas, we deck out the hall,
Adorning the door of each stall
With ribbons and bows
And stockings – who knows?
Maybe Santa will pay us a call.

We treasure each equine anew –
Feed candy canes, gingerbread too.
We plant one more peck
On each horsey neck,
Then bundle for nightly adieu.

Still, Christmas time bids us take care.
Of one decoration, beware.
A vet call for sure,
With nary a cure.
Oklahoma’s state flower’s unfair.

So nuzzle that sweet Thoroughbred.
And kiss his adorable head.
But mistletoe’s deadly,
So sing him a medley.
And give him an apple instead.

c2013 by Linda Ann Nickerson


NOTE: The mistletoe was Oklahoma's official state flower until 2004, when it became the state floral emblem. A 2004 bill, signed by Oklahoma Governor Brad Henry, the Oklahoma tea rose became the state flower at that time. But the gist remains the same. 

Image:
Horse Head with Bells
Vintage/public domain


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Friday

No Truckin' Way - A limericked spool on shortage of fuel



No Truckin' Way
A limericked spool on shortage of fuel

I think I was hit by a truck.

My every bone, smashed and stuck.

O’er night, in my bed,

He crashed through my head.

Or maybe I’ve just run amok.



I’m starting a traffic campaign.

No more has the trucker free rein.

When it comes to sleep,

No bump and no beep.

A pillow’s a no-passing lane.
c2013 by Linda Ann Nickerson


Image:

Night Truck by WallyIr - MorgueFile

Thanks to Mad Kane Humor Blog for the limerick prompt.




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Sunday

Fall A-board - A limericked lesson on habit oppressin’



Fall A-board -
A limericked lesson on habit oppressin’

A tenant was paying his board,
When seemed more than he could afford.
“Why raise it?” he cried.
The landlord just sighed.
“The others moved out, ‘cause you snored.”

Image: Sleeping Man
from Harper's Young People
February 3, 1880



Thanks to Mad Kane Humor Blog for the limerick prompt


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