THE ROSE OF HENRY

April 15, 2017
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Henry’s rose bloomed in April. Henry bloomed in May. They planned to rule the world in June. By July they’d been taken away.

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MUSHROOMS

October 28, 2015
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one side makes you larger the other makes you small if you ingest too many you’ll slide a waterfall while on the spiral wall forever in a ball of sparkle

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THE WRATH OF MOME

October 13, 2015
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while suffering the wrath of mome i wandered far away from home i hopped aboard a trolley car and soon hopped off at the nearest bar in palsied hands i gripped the glass ‘what’s wrong, old sock?’ said a comely lass ‘the wrath of mome,’ was my reply she fell back stunned and turned to […]

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MASON JARR

June 2, 2015
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There was a man named Mason Jarr. He lived in a rusted touring car. He gave lots of speeches and dined upon leeches and on one occasion a liter of tar.

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MARVELOUS STORY

April 6, 2015
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I’ve written a marvelous story. It begins on a wing and a prayer. It continues to struggle for glory with a cat consuming a pear. It ends on a lake in a dory with about a minute to spare. I’ve written a marvelous story all alone while I sat in this chair.

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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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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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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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THE EVILEST ROBOT – A POEM

July 29, 2014
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the evilest robot of them all isn’t so very awfully tall but there never is the slightest doubt at the droop of an eyelid your spleen’s ripped out

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NOT ABOUT FISH

May 21, 2014
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This here rhyme is not about fish. Rather it’s all about making a wish. Oh moon, or sun, or any old star Up there above me, please fix my car. Thanks in advance. I’ll be in the bar.

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