Woody Woodpecker
Hungry woodpeckers,
Hammered our wooden shingles
Day and nighttime, too.
My husband, driven berserk,
Laughed like Woody Woodpecker.
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nice one Joyce
ha ha liked that one Joyce we have them here too hammering away another good tanka from Willow
enough to drive anyone crazy!
Thanks, willow. My husband had to get out his own hammers and replace the shingles - woodpeckers only hammer if there's something they like to eat inside. Something like an early warning sign!
joyce