Thursday, January 26, 2006


Hello Everyone.

Rhodent is currently unable to access the Internet, so she has asked me, her charming daughter, to write a little blurb to let everyone know that she is all right and has not, in fact, "bought the farm" or run away to Mexico. She is safely at home and not on the run from the law, although it is not from a lack of trying. She shall return at the earliest time available, and, in the meantime, aplogizes for any Inconvenience.

In the meantime, here is a limerick for your Amusement:

A nudist by name Roger Peet,
Loved to dance in the snow and the sleet,
But one chilly December,
He froze every member,
And retired to a monkish retreat.

Au Revoir!


Cliff Morrow said...

Oh dear lovely daughter of rhodent. While you're sneaking around in your Mother's blog would you be so kind as to do me a favor? Could you snoop a bit and find out where she's keeping the mice and rats. And then would you be so kind as to eradicate them or at least turn them loose. Just wondering.

Rachel said...

Cute Cliff! She might find them and bring them to to your farm and turn them loose?

Loved the poem. Tell Rhodent we miss her and we appreciate you stepping in and letting us know!

Jim said...

We miss you Rhodent. The little buggers too.

frustratedwriter said...

Ha! Love the limerick!

L said...

thank you ;)

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