In this hyper-educated age
When paleo is all the rage,
I know that some take moral issue
With a ripping from the tissue–
They deem it but aggression of a low and passive kind.
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I hardly mind
that my behind
has fallen flab and loose–
What bothers me
is when I pee
I poot the smell of deuce.
Continue reading “Dad the Ripper”
It’s good to have a job; it pays the bills–
Yet nothing like a solid poem thrills.
Continue reading “Nothing Like a Solid Poem Thrills”
It matters not how deep it is–
Good heavens, make it rhyme.
Continue reading “Make it Rhyme”
Sitting at a Starbucks,
Sipping on my joe.
Nothing much to say right now
And nowhere much to go.
I wish I had a hobby that would help me pass the time.
I don’t have much to do right now; I may as well just rhyme.