BLOSSOMS CAPER
comes the dawn, blossoms caper while i read the morning paper
comes the dawn, blossoms caper while i read the morning paper
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
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 […]
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 […]
broken stones bleeding bones moans and groans it’s all in a day’s work for the happy bludgeon
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 […]
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
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
i’ve brought you golden pears ho hum so what who cares i finished painting the stairs ho hum so what who cares i reupholstered all the chairs ho hum so what who cares I’M MOVING TO HONOLULU ho hum so what who cares
The Skeffington ram had a mini-cam installed upon his brow. While nailing it there his words to share were several shouts of ‘Ow!’