Month: September 2018

“Sweet Cheeks” and “Snookums” don’t frequent my lips, as deadly as words like “Waistline” and “Hips.” “Muffin” and “Puddin’” are in the same class, calling her that puts me right on my ass. Naming her “Kitten” might give her some pause, while coming at me with very sharp claws. “Sugar” and “Pickle” I never will … Read morePet Names

Though eons ago I remember it well, was made to trade playing for sleeping a spell. I fought it like crazy – it was so unfair, hated that time in lonely despair. Fast forward some years – and not just a few, have changed my opinion to something quite new. Don’t need no excuses – … Read moreTimes Change

While moving boxes, books, and more, between my trips of three and four. Upon my cart appeared a treat, with little toes and little feet. The load was light and giggled too, she touched my heart though nothing new. Grandpa is the name I’m called, most Precious Cargo that I’ve hauled.

Body Mass Index is just for the birds, diets are only for healthy type nerds. Pills and the potions are all such the craze, to make you much slimmer in just a few days. I still drink my pop and drive thru a lot, and throw back those shakes until I can’t spot, my feet … Read moreCriteria

I surf “The Web” and text some time, to those who Snoop I write this rhyme. If in your search there’s crimes you see, then you view more than I know me. Collect as much as you see fit, spy all you want from where you sit. And from the data you have starred, my … Read moreTo Those who Snoop

Amid my life I thought I knew, were certain things that I’d not do. To top my list I was darn sure, was that I’d get a pedicure. But here we sit as you can see, a precious girl, and yes, it’s me. My first – and last – I say with ease, until she … Read moreGrandpa Please!

“Dog People” are strange – I know for a fact, by the way that they speak and the way that they act. They take them for rides in buggies and cars, they take them to shops and even to bars. They take them to places to have their nails done, throw Frisbee’s and balls so … Read moreDog People

These Boots are made for stridin’, a tad too large for slidin’. to future years she’s ridin’ and many hearts fear chidin’

There were two souls with hateful thoughts, plus bitter words and racial shots. For those who didn’t look like them, were quick to judge and then condemn. For one they spoke their scorn out loud, and one they held their tongue and cowed. Which one is worse or both the same, it matters not as … Read moreIt Matters Not

How ’bout a law to speak in rhyme, not partially but all the time? With rhyming words and catches phrases, might hear more what others say-es? That’s just Rapin’ you might say, but whose’s to say that’s not the way, to take your time and hold in stock, to think a bit before we talk.