Calf from New York Limerick – by mare

[okay, I owe a limerick here too… ;~)  ]

There was a calf from New York

Which was not flown in by a stork.

He was too large

From his mom’s forage.

It’s sad he’ll soon be on a fork.


(sad that I feel I compelled to state this… but all Limericks on this blog are copyrighted (c) Mare Cromwell. Thank you for honoring this. And if you borrow one without permission… I might just have to find you. And you don’t want that… ;~)

About Mare Cromwell

Mare Cromwell is a nature mystic and the (multi) award-winning author of "The Great Mother Bible", "Messages from Mother.... Earth Mother", and "If I gave you God's phone number.... Searching for Spirituality in America." She has studied with Native American teachers for nineteen years and sits on the Seven Generations World Wisdom Council. Mare calls Western Maryland her home. To learn more about her books, go to (Note: she is a former worm herder. ;~)
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