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Dwight the Scarecrow

A Limerick

By Mother CombsPublished 2 years ago Updated 2 years ago 1 min read
Image by James from Pixabay

There once was a scarecrow named Dwight

When he tried to sleep at night

he had to admit he was scared of the dark

Propped up on his post in the park

So he found himself a nightlight

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Mother Combs

Come near, sit a spell, and listen to tales of old as I sit and rock by my fire. I'll serve you some cocoa and cookies as I tell you of the time long gone by when your Greats-greats once lived.

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  • Dharrsheena Raja Segarran2 years ago

    Awww, that was so cute! You’re so creative!

  • Great work! Fantastic limerick!

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