In Two Thousand Years

Forward Time Two-Thousand Years, Here will be My Biggest Fears. Digging gently With a Cup, That some Crew will Bring me Up. Then they’ll Put me On Display, Here’s what Visitors might Say: “What’s that Hanging ‘tween His Legs, What’s it Used for Question Begs?” “Ain’t his Stature kind of Small, We all Average Eight … Read moreIn Two Thousand Years

My Nothing Thing

Write ‘bout Nothing – Not one Darn Thing, No Thoughts at All – No Sensible String? No Part of Whole – No Reason Word, No Purpose Read – No Time be Heard? There but maybe Nonexistent? Meaning Near or Rather Distant? No Respect or To Degree, Letters here a Worthless Spree. No Prospects for Satisfaction, … Read moreMy Nothing Thing

Numbers BIG and small

Million, Billion, Trillion, Even to Centillion. Numbers BIG and small, Disturbing for US All. Goldfish, Pencils, Monies, Geysers, Marbles, Bunnies. Apples, Mountains, Kitties, Napkins, Magnets, Cities. Overwhelmed by Numbers So, Here is Something I do Know. Settle Back and Take Repose, Single Digit Picks a Nose.

My Progression with Love

Love was Fierce when Hormones Raged, Young back Then with Nothing Caged. Changed when Baby Girl was Born, Dirty Diapers was the Norm. Love Evolved in Many Ways, As we Faced the Building Days. Years Flew by but Still Together, Went through Good and Stormy Weather. Now we’re Married Fifty-Four, Hope more Years for Us … Read moreMy Progression with Love

The Goosing Game

In the Goose Nation what Are the Clues, Who’s the Line Leader – How do they Choose? Who’s the Head Goose among all the Claims? The Winner is Chosen from The Goosing Games. Competition begins Way before Dawn, The Winner poops Most on a Given Lawn. Then Honking the Loudest – Even the Strongest, And … Read moreThe Goosing Game

Redesigning Humans

As I’m nearing Seven-Six, Experience is In the Mix. Redesign for Human’s Sake, Here’s the Changes I would Make: Gas would Smell like Cotton Candy, That, alone, Would make Life Dandy. Skin Renewal through the Year, Spots and Wrinkles – Disappear. Arms would Number Four or More, Could accomplish any Chore. Hearts would Be held … Read moreRedesigning Humans