LIMERICKS
A moose ambled east of Prince George
Where pulp mills mix vats of pulp porridge
In a vat it did slip
Filled with wood chip dip
And came out boxed in cardboard for storage!

A hummingbird hijacked a goose
Saying, “Take me Down South – no excuse,
Though it’s only July
I’m desperate to fly
‘Cause my feeder has run out of juice!”

A husband who’d been indiscreet,
Was told by his wife, “You’re dead meat,
‘less you spray head to toe,
Each time that you go,
With some insect repellent with Deet!”