The Whimsical Pickle
The whimsical pickle was out for a stroll,
when he spied a fresh egg who was out for a roll.
“Oh you fresh little eggie, from here I can tell,
you’ve taken a notion, to come out of your shell.”
Then he said with a flourish, old-fashioned and droll,
“Let’s go make a salad, I’ll find us a bowl.”
Thanks so much Joyce. Merry Christmas. Yep. 🙂