A young man from France went out for a jog.He ran every day, come rain, shine or fog.He jogged through the ‘hood,He jogged through the wood.Until he stopped – ‘cause he’d met a hog. Laughing Along with a Limerick: Jog
Tag: Wildschwein
I’m a Boar with Canine Teeth
Really mean canine teeth.
The wild boar of the Boar Fountain in Eberstadt (aka: Boar Town), a part of Darmstadt.
Enjoy the Swill
Ragtag Daily Prompt: Side by Side
I feel pretty, oh so pretty
Linked to Six Word Saturday. More 6 words can be found here.
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