Twas the night before last night when all through the house Not a human was present they’d all been kicked out Some catnip was hung by the fireplace with care Against the front door leaned an old wooden chair Outside in the cold they stood wringing their hands One held a list on which wereContinue reading “The List”
My husband is industriousHe always knows what’s good for usWhen our home the flies invadedFrom a swatter he upgradedHit the local hardware storeBought some zappers and some moreFly tape was the most excitingTo the flies it was invitingSticky hanging gooey snareCaught my long and curly hairHanging up above my bedFourteen dead flies overheadInsect graveyard inContinue reading “Fly Paper”
My husband is a fan of joe But alone he thinks it’s slow Quart of creamer in your cup Guaranteed to wake you up Who needs caffeine when there’s sugar Two-thirds sucrose makes it gooder Salted Carmel is so sweet With some coffee would be neat He likes to cruise the dairy aisle Boring nonfatContinue reading “Creamer With Coffee”
This afternoon I fixed my entire screen door with it (and a few screws). It looks like shit but what can you do just before payday? Gorilla tape There’s no escape Like superglue It sticks to you Hard to unroll It I extol Does everything Its praise I sing Will fix your door And evenContinue reading “Gorilla Tape”
I’m stealing some stuff from my other blogs. We have ants – lot’s of ants here so I wrote this during one of the “invasions” we’ve had to deal with. Ant Invasion Crawling on my countertop Sugar ants they just won’t stop From the ground they formed a line Up the stairs they climbed andContinue reading “Ant Invasion”
Linda’s plate was full of food To her Mom it all looked good Little did her parent know All those green beans had to go What to do, there was no pooch No furry friend who liked to mooch Steak and salad with tomatoes Great big pile of mashed potatoes But the bane of thatContinue reading “The Case Of The Disappearing Vegetables”
Morning ritual wakes us up.Pound of coffee in your cup.Black as night and heavy too.Man, this is your kind of brew.Coffee is so thick and dank.Rolls in like a Sherman tank.Busting rivets, twisting guts.Loosening your bolts and nuts.This pot it has a coal car.A fireman and crew.Hit that mountain running.Son, you have no clue.Clear theContinue reading “Coffee’s Comin’ Down The Tracks”
From my older collection: Living on borrowed rhyme.