Written for Esther’s Laughing Along
With A Limerick. The prompt word
is ‘hiss’ and this is my limerick.
A foolish young hiker named Chris
Met a cobra he wouldn’t dare dis
When he tried being sweet
By offering some meat
The king spat out a low warning hiss
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This is “Snake Charmer” by Rainbow
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Beware
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Don’t mess with the king! 🐍
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I wouldn’t dare.
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Yikes! I’m staying far, far away from him!
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That sounds like an excellent idea! 🐍
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Chris then bought a snake charmer’s flute.
He thought it would work out a beaut.
Snake didn’t agree,
and struck out freely.
Now Chris will be forever mute.
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Hahaha! What a hoot!
Thanks, Iris!! 😂
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And thus Chris became…dead meat! 😜
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Hahaha!! Excellent, Liz!
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Well, I’m no snake charmer, and this Aussie poet stays well clear of our very venomous slithers …
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Excellent, dear Ivor! Thank you 🥰 🎶
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I don’t mind ‘Lizards’ 🎶😀🌏
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I’d run a mile if I saw a cobra. Lots of fun, Nancy.
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You and me both Esther! Thank you. 🐍
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😅good one – those snakes just can’t be friendly- great track by the way👌
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Thanks, Ange. I do love a little Ritchie Blackmore 🎸🤘🏼
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🙌
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