Rabe meadow begins to fall Rabe meadow begins to autumn Rabe meadow welcomes all Please do not smoke even if you’ve got ’em
solipsism embedded in perfume self-negating ombudsmen need not apply the pen of your aunt is not i repeat not on the table
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
Tammy’s neighbors gossiped, kept up a constant whine. Tammy’s neighbors wondered why she never toed the line. The orders weren’t muddled. In fact, they were quite clear. Gold was the chosen color for all the leaves this year.
cucumber pickle, pop sickle, shingles prickle, Travis Bickle, feathers tickle, butter brickle, my wife was fickle, give me a nickel, and while you’re at it, give me the rest of your money, too
The triffid and the loon went out on the town They pulled out all stops and painted it brown The triffid had venison like Alfred Lord Tennyson The loon ate four chickens to honor Charles Dickens And when all was said and most of it done they concluded, by Jove, they’d had lots of fun
trek if ye dare into the wood defy the enveloping mist and when ye be lost, forlorn, without hope with doom ye will hold a last tryst
Dear Ms. Rose, Does you knows it amn’t summer? Is you Dumb or Dumber?
dimly folds the random night darkly on its hinges nevermore will things be right unless the mermaid cringes oh, my friend the albatross hiding in the grotto fangs my soul and urges me to drink until i’m blotto dimly folds the random night darkly on its hinges nevermore will things be right nevermore will things […]
When my life stash of learning I dump and sift From the trash heap resultant I’m able to lift A three word phrase, a whimsical gift The three words are random, genetic, and drift
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5 of 5 stars to The Great Train Robbery by Michael Crichton goodreads.com/review/show/55…
