(limerick) Her Pub-Crawling Husband Poem by WES Vogler

(limerick) Her Pub-Crawling Husband

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Two in the morning, he called. He was tight.
"I'm on the way home."... "All right...
So you realize home is the best."
"Not really... so give it a rest...
It's the only place open this time of night, "

(limerick) Her Pub-Crawling Husband
Wednesday, June 5, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: fun,people
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kim Barney 07 June 2019

Red Skelton was the best! (Or is that Clem Cadiddlehopper?)

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wes vogler 07 June 2019

this is his " Guzzler's Gin" routine a sweet man

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Kelly Kurt 05 June 2019

That's why I only drink at home.

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wes vogler 05 June 2019

you must remember to encourage the ol guy

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WES Vogler

WES Vogler

Vancouver BC Canada
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