Riddle Poem by George BernardBloodyShaw
Riddle
A fiddle with my riddle
Sometimes in the middle of the night....
Not much to do...so...
I'll have a fiddle,
Get it going,
Turn up the heat.
You can't beat
A good riddle.
I don't need to look at the mantelpiece
As I poke the fire.
I can now fiddle with my riddle
In the middle of the night.
Tho' I'm old
I can still do it twice a night......
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haha A pleasant' put a smile on the face poem'. Thanks everyday should start with a smile
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4/30/2024 6:07:07 AM # 1.0.0.1119
This one makes me giggle, George. Keep on riddling and rhyming. Fran xxx