Bob Grant

Do Animals have Baby Showers? I have Pondered this for Hours. What in Heavens do you Bring? Nature gives them Everything. Invitations going Out, Some Confusion is no doubt. Presents given I’d call Mine, Those who Birth one at a Time. Elephants would Make the List, Hippos too – You get My Gist. Yaks and … Read moreBaby Showers – for Animals?

Fountain of Youth – Pursued by Many, If it’s Found – Rewards are Plenty. Don’t scratch Hope or Plans Discard, Search stops Here – in My Backyard. Secrets Lie among the Seeds, Living in Forever Weeds. Pull Them – Spray Them – Mow Them Too, Still come Back to Start Anew. See a Market to … Read morePossible Redemtion for those Pain in the Butt Weeds

Need it For the Crops and Such, Roulette Rain don’t Like so Much. Midwest Wheel – Give it a Spin, Weather Wise – Lose or Win. Gentle – sometimes – Is the Case, When the Rain Falls on Your Place. Hail to Wind to Tornadoes, Flooding adding to Your Woes. Whether Night or in the … Read moreRoulette Rain

Was never a Farmer but Did drive a Tractor, Perhaps you’ll Consider that as a Factor? Worked for a Dealer while in my Teens, A Summer Job – A Money Means. They had a Repo – Tractor and Baler, I was Sent down – Return to Retailer. Forty Miles back did Not have a Wreck, … Read moreA Rhyme for a Mug (to US Farm Report)

Resolutions – a New Year, Good Intensions then Appear. Mostly they Become a Bust, Then a Promise Turns to Dust. Hit the Gym – Wean off the Phone, Do your Chores without a Groan. Read more Books – Clean up your Space, Tolerate the Human Race. Mainly sets You up to Fail, Self Esteem it … Read more“Cha-mele-u-tion”

Are You a Minnow – Are You a Whale? A daily Question for Anyone Male. Like Open Waters or only Small Spaces? There All the Time or just Certain Cases? Like Breathing Room and Wide Open Air? Hide in a Cave like Small Snoring Bear? Are You a Showoff or Are you Quite Shy? Are … Read moreAre you a Minnow – Are you a Whale?

Wish could Ride the Chrome and Wheels, Live the Life and How it Feels. Biker Chick upon My Hog, Riding Through the Soot and Smog. Feel that Force between My Legs, Basic Manhood it Just Begs. Tattoo’s, Leather, and Much More, Blasting Pipes around Me Roar. Studly Shades sit on My Nose, Beau of Envy … Read moreBiker Chick and a Hog

Had an Itch upon My Back, Way to Scratch it Did I Lack. Robot Hand you Brainiac, Wear it Like a Fanny Pack. Door Frame, Scissors, a Yard Stick, Need Relief – Need it Quick. Carpet Wiggle – Garden Rake, Inadequate for Heaven’s Sake. Strap it On when Going Out, My invention You will Tout. … Read moreA Robot Back Hand

Thoughts go Whizzing through my Mind, Should I Start to Write a Rhyme? Like a Horse running to Water, Get It on Some kind of Blotter. Now that I am getting Older, Actions taken Must be Bolder. Time is Now a constant Threat, Place it Down ‘for I Forget. To the Pasture or the Barn, … Read moreShould I Start to Write a Rhyme?

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