English Words have “Run” Amuck, New Ones – Old Ones – Thunderstruck. “Play” your Hand which One to “Take,” “Set” or “Go” your Mind might “Break.” “Turn” to Those with Many Uses, “Up” to Now with Most Abuses. “Cut” some Slack to Those who Planned, Ten most Meanings on their “Hand.” “Run”, “Turn”, “Set”, “Go”, […]
I’ve got the “Big C” – don’t mean Crazy,*** Exact terms are Kind of Hazy. On my Face and On my Chest, This is Where I’ll wear Scars Best. Just Relax – We’ll Carve on You, This is All we Ever Do. Like the Deli at Safeway, They cut Meat up Everyday. As I took […]
When did it Happen – this Dreadful Attack, MY HANDS – they were taken and I WANT THEM BACK!!!! Not sure If on Purpose or Just being Cute, What Gave me in Place – Ain’t no Substitute. The HANDS I remember weren’t Gifted as Such, But Worked for me Well – Looked good in a […]
Almost Thirteen Thousand Feet, The View I see just can’t be Beat. They call it Here the “Snowy Range.” A Simple Name that Some think Strange. First saw It in year Sixty-three, Here for College I and Me. Stuck it Out I say with Pride, Glad I did ‘cause Met my Bride. Thirty miles a […]
Wyoming Winds can Blow the Blades, Might call them Wyoming Trades. Cooling down the Summer Heat, Colder yet at Winter’s Feet. Clear and Fresh this Crispy Air, no Where on Earth it can Compare. Raw and True – Unchanged by Man, High Country like it Began. Life will Come and Life will Go, Remaining Up […]
Constipation comes to Mind, Push and Wait on your Behind. Pants worn Well when was a Pup, Pulling hard To button Up. Bending down to Tie your Shoes, Loafers might Be better News. If it’s Clarity you Want, Could be Time for Larger Font. If some Words you Want to Write, But ideas just Don’t […]
Happy Birthday to You, if Cake on your Shoe, from Candles you Blew, don’t Eat the Shoe Goo.
Grandma, Mother, even Wife, Fifty Plus she’s Been my Life. Stuck with Me through Thick and Thin, to Pay her Back where to Begin? Remember all the Special Days, and Still do in Many Ways. Today gave Roses that are Tall, no Specific Reason at All.
Enjoy Relief’s Epitome, with “The Break Wind Symphony.” Silent Notes up to Extreme, Folks Alive know What I Mean. Proudly it’s Your own Creation, Praise should Be through the Duration. Crudely might Be called a Fart, Shame ‘cause it’s a True Mozart. Even if a Masterpiece, Swallow Pride and Be at Peace. In a Crowd […]
I or Me – Whoop De De, never Know which One to Be. Subject or the Object Pronoun, Each one Gives my Brain a Frown. I am Outside looking In, and My only Way to Win Maybe it is Grammar Rude, when in Doubt I use “The Dude.”