There once was a writer from Montana,
Who always ate a morning banana.
Then one day he ran out.
He wailed an ugly shout:
“Writing’s lost is appeal and manna.”
There once was a writer from Montana,
Who always ate a morning banana.
Then one day he ran out.
He wailed an ugly shout:
“Writing’s lost is appeal and manna.”
Filed under 2021, Monday morning writing joke, Poetry by David E. Booker
Tagged as banana, joke, July, limerick, manna, Monday, Montana, writing humor