I'm making a friend named Brasher,

She helps me smile, my woes to the trasher,

Her first name is Kim,

I wish i were thin,

With her car she's not a crasher.

so I'm not very good at this, so what?

Don't quit your day job......... joking, you have more guts then me I wouldn't have blogged those.

They aren't bad Kim,

Pam

I once knew a man who smoked So very much that he stroked

His friends and he were all choking

and

This has left me looking after the one stroking

Jasmine came into the room while I was reading your new blog entry, I called her over, asked her to read. I only read the first paragraph, not the limericks yet, after reading she said, the first one I don't know about (she doesn't know Chef Denny is here.), she liked the second limerick the best. No coffee, no cigarettes, no sex, I'm in a new dimension almost. : + )

Hi Kim:

Thanks for the sweet poem. It brought tears to my eyes

SOoooooooooooooo I'm going to return the favor:

On Strokenet is a lady named Kim

who started writing poems on a whim.

People thought she was crazy

but she proved her brain isn't hazy,

although some people's view is dim.

Chef Denny

very good to all of my fellow poets!!!!! denny, you MAY have a hidden talent you should explore. lol

thanks guys

kim