A Rhyme by Bob

I’m hard of Hearing – least what I’m Told, tried Hearing Aids – never been Sold. Sounds from Afar drown Out what is Near, a Jumbled Mess is all that I Hear. When Young I reacted to Everyone’s Voice, that’s how I Succeeded – did Not have a Choice. Now that I’m Older no need … Read moreHuh?

Stop Lights don’t Discriminate, though Sometimes they can make you Late. Stop is Red – Go is Green, Yellow’s careful In-between. Benefit to What we Said, with Stop Lights planted in our Head? Before the Words shot Out our Mouth, Yellow’d guard from heading South.

Drive thru is a way of life, at least it is for me and wife. Yesterday was our bad luck, got behind a He-Man Truck. Dual tires – stunning gear, massive bumper in the rear. Testosterone flowed off in plumes, including gagging diesel fumes. Tail pipe stuck right in our face, could not move or … Read moreHe-Man Truck

Should we march to Boycott Time? Ain’t no law that it’s a crime. Take the “Cuckoo” from the clock, make “Big Ben” a parking block. No more watches – Sun Dials too; hourglass or time Zulu. No more deadlines we must meet, no departure times to beat. Start and stop just as we please, smell … Read moreThe Boycott Time Movement

Apologies if I offend, my wonderment I can’t pretend. How it rings Libido’s bells, resembling snot in ugly shells. At the age of Seven-One, I’d sure have to eat a Ton. Before I morphed to “Machine Dude,” the puking sounds would kill the Mood.

When I’m out and have to go, I am TP’s Bandido. Café, Airport, Hospital, make me one Hot Radical!. Single ply is such a laugh, best it does is create chafe. Grab all extra I can get, and cram it in the Damn Toilet!

Most Pet Peeves are personal, some might call quite direful. A stop to one I now propose, for those who have to pick their nose. There are the ones who dig real deep, then check them out before they eat. The sneaky cats sometimes you miss, but certainly hope not to kiss. Of course they’re … Read moreA proposal to stop Nose Pickers

Fifty years we’ve been together, beat the odds’ symbolic weather. Still old memories make me tingle, back when I was firmly single. Most times stirred when hear a song, from a place that’s so long gone. Seems it’s always ‘bout a girl, back my thoughts begin to swirl. Relationships that did not last, now a … Read moreBefore the 50 Years

Patience is a learned virtue, benefits for me and you. Might be handy anyplace – must be weighed from case to case. Standing close to dynamite, with a fuse that’s burning bright. Patience might just be your doom, if you wait to watch the Boom!

There’s Apps for this and Apps for that, from finding a product to starting a chat. The world is changing and so should we, not Tweedeldum or Tweedledee. “Apps” just mean you download somethin’, don’t call Old Folks a dumb Bumpkin.  Believe the meaning for us Dinosaurs, “Always Progressive Productive Seniors.”