For seven-one I’ve been around, and in that time I’ve learned and found. if pick a fight like long ago, my mind sways yes – my body no. So if I challenge out of rage, someone who’s holding ‘round my age, behind the barn – behind the school, the best for us – a Rocker … Read moreA Rocker Duel
A pimple at my age – it must be a joke, turning back time to a much younger bloke. On the tip of my nose – a wonderful place, the highlight – for sure – of my aging face. Thinking back then – I’d just want to hide, now I think I’ll just wear it … Read moreA Pimple
Against all normal rationale, thought I’d get a root canal. Felt my life was kind of boring, excitement all around restoring. Couple shots then going south, was the feeling in my mouth. Drills and prodding kind of weird, strangest things is what I feared. For now had one more Zombie Tooth, lying dead and here’s … Read moreRoot Canal
Santa’s been around a while, to the masses brings a smile. Presents bagged and in his sleigh, easy-peasy was his day. As the years advanced along, simple was a different song. Radar and the Internet, brought a challenge and a threat. No longer could he move unseen, every misstep on some screen. Smash a chimney … Read moreSanta’s Sleigh 1&2
What if we walked on our hands, to stores to get the latest brands, that covers all on which one stands, to run, and walk, throughout the lands. Would we call them gloves or shoes, how many models could we choose, to show off hands in many views, how feet might fare – I have … Read moreWhat if we walked on our Hands
Llamas running in the street, and we have a front row seat. From the ground and in the air, cameras follow everywhere. Ballpark feline running wild, and the crowd is getting riled. But it scampers all for naught, as most times it just gets caught. Bears, Moose, and Squirrels too, throw some Cougars in the … Read moreAs seen on TV
Power Washer – Power Ranger, always seeking further danger. Dispatched by the “Powers Dear,” morphed into what you see here. Hat and gloves and boots to boot. “Magic Wand” I point and shoot. At “HER” service fighting grime, I “must” conquer every time. Grills and bricks and weeds that grew, decks and chairs and driveways … Read morePower Washer/Power Ranger
All my socks are obstinate, yet nowhere close to opulent. They flee from me at every chance, for what I’ve coined the “Scatter Dance.” It’s been that way for many years, and has – at times – caused “Socking Tears.” They just can’t seem to get along, with their mates where they belong. It starts … Read moreMy Obstinate Socks