Limericks

There once was a Halloween ghost

Who wanted for breakfast some toast. 

No Candy or jelly to fatten her belly. 

Of her ghostly figure she’d boast.

A belligerent student named Max

On his school teacher’s chair put some tacks.

His teacher sat down 

And let out a howl.

Then that boy named Max, he made tracks. 

Two Tom turkeys in conversation

Were letting out all their frustration

“I flash for the ladies so they’ll have my babies

To bring in a new generation.”

          But….

There was a young feller called Scott.

A thanksgiving Turkey he shot. 

He’d be the big winner at thanksgiving dinner

That Turkey would sure hit the spot.