Farewell Mr. Potato Head’s scrotum I regret never getting to know’d ‘im As for his testosterone, tater twin tots Here’s a bouquet of forget-me-nots I guess it’s a sign of…
Category: Quality Poetry
If you don’t know the Bob Dylan tune it is available for a listen in the audio player at the bottom of the homepage. This is a Bob Dylan composition….
Once upon a midnight dreary, lying stuffed with Christmas cheery, Of the many a sweet and salty festive treat I did explore – While dreaming dreams of gift unwrapping, suddenly…
Among the spoils of a recent haul of old books was a quaint little volume first published in 1959 called What will I be from A to Z, written by…
Men who’ve earned jowls Should be wiser than owls With accomplishments and accolades many Then there are those For reasons he only knows Who wake up suddenly old without any
I love my hugger pillow Though she has no arms or head She’s always waiting there for me when I climb into bed She greets me every evening with…