I'm not sure I've got much this week. It's been a busy weekend, culminating in the birth -- a bit premature -- of a granddaughter, Kay, at 4 pounds - healthy but due to stay in Neonatal Intensive Care for 6 weeks.
But prior to all this, I had been working on something -- but all I've got is the initial limerick.
A poet tried stand-up at dark
at a comedy joint in the park.
"Be funny," they said
but he stood as if dead
so they kicked him out cold in the dark.
Okay - since I am now the only adult awake, I need to go feed the two brothers that Kay hasn't met yet.