AGAIN, NOT MR. LEAR’S BIRTHDAY

March 30, 2015
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A parrot flew out of my nose And perched on a pile of old clothes. It said, ‘Give me a cracker, or else I will smack yer.’ I’m ashamed that we then exchanged blows.

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STILL NOT EDWARD LEAR’S BIRTHDAY

March 29, 2015
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There was an Old man with a wig Who danced a jiggetty jig He danced with such passion his face grew quite ashen And he fell on a great spotted pig

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BLOSSOMS CAPER

March 25, 2015

comes the dawn, blossoms caper while i read the morning paper

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THE HAT LIMERICK NOT ABOUT HATS

March 22, 2015
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A strident reptilian fellow Kept all kinds of stuff in his pillow He lost lots of sleep which caused him to weep Much more than the oft cited willow

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NOT EDWARD LEAR’S BIRTHDAY

March 19, 2015

In honor of Edward Lear, who was not born on this date in any year you could name, the following poem is dedicated. Once Jill was lost on a mountain Once Jill was trapped in a fountain Once Jill was captured by geese Once Jill was jailed by her niece Therefore, naturally Jill now lives […]

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SNOOPY, THE LANDFILL BEAST

March 4, 2015
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Snoopy, the landfill beast looked north, then south, then east. He sighed an audible sigh directed at the sky. ‘Why must I live in this trash? If only I had enough cash, I could dwell in marble halls with paintings on the walls.’ He shrugged and resumed his eating of a tire and some rusty […]

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POETRY WITHOUT FANCY TOGS

February 25, 2015

broken stones bleeding bones moans and groans it’s all in a day’s work for the happy bludgeon

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THE CLOSET

February 15, 2015

Usually it’s a closet. At least it was until yesterday. I’m going to open the door again, but first I have to get up my nerve. It might take a while. Nerve has never been one of my strengths. Timid and frightened is more my style. I admit it. So, yesterday in the morning when […]

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THE REBELLIOUS POEM

January 28, 2015
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i refuse to rhyme june with that night sky disc or that other word for melody i won’t do it and don’t even think about asking me to rhyme it with a common kitchen utensil standing in for the concept of making love

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STRANGLE THE COBWEB

January 25, 2015
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strangle the cobweb, my lady don’t live on borrowed time although your past, it is shady the couplets, they must rhyme strangle the cobweb, my lady in a warm and sunny clime while still you’re in your prime strangle embrace the grime

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