A butcher, who slept around,
was repaid, as he was sleeping sound.
Frustrated, his wife
lopped with a knife
and put his meat on sale by the pound.
Author notes
A sympathetic tribute to John Wayne Bobbit (may he rest in pieces LOL).
Photo Credit: meaty by ~brandnewhotel (http://brandnewhotel.deviantart.com/art/meaty-8198665)
A contest entry
- Limericks Only, Make me Laugh!!!!!!!! by Cupcrazy.
550 points, ended April 20, 19 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Critical Comments Always Welcome
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LOL (and eewww!). By the 'pound', how much was there??!!
Congrats on the bronze
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What a horrible way to go down in history. You captured this memorable image in a few well chosen words. Peace, Liz
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LMAO!!! That was hysterical... brilliantly done! hehe
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ooooh. That was painful.
I really love this. But, ouch. Good luck, and thanks for reading mine.
~ Joyce
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Good one, lol Thanks for the great entry. Hugs, Bunny
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this is great
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