In my asylum there are no words classified as of the lexical variety;
Neither words to give away nor any to steal from myself.
There is only the enigma of language disguised by the simulacrum of commu…
though Beefcake, her bull-headed father, a cash-cow, thinks Bully boy is
after his cash, and not his cow.
Our destiny is formulated early in lif . . .
The past is behind me for sure
I know this as I can’t see it in front of me
Not sure when I got a head of it
But when I look back there it is
I think I will continue to stay ahead
I won’t look back anymo…
There is a conversation going on
One that you can’t hear
The words are getting crazy
And the talking is between ear to ear
Yes I am talking to myself you see
Not liking where this conversation is going
Here I am sitting on this ole silly rock
Trying to remember what I did with my other sock
As I think very hard, I wiggle my toes and move them about
And up to the stars I pout and shout
My intense feeli…
Thoughts that stir around in one’s head
Not words that can be read
Some are troublesome
Some are joyous
And some thoughts are just plain dumb
Not always one thought
Some bring out a chuckle
Some make one s…
There was a time I was called Jack
And you were called Ginger
We were known as
Jack and Ginger
A combination that went well together
But along the way the fizz ran out
And we became flat
And not a good mix
Are you feeling lucky?
Well are you
Are you looking for that rainbow?
With the pot of gold at the end
Trying to catch that Leprechaun
Before he runs for cover and descends
Well aren’t we all
Looking for a …
As we grow old, get a little slow, things change
And it seems like our body gets rearranged
Sags and bags are not meant to see
So I try to avoid mirrors constantly.
So before I shower, I turn the hot wat…
401.) Bail out Detroit again? Really? How many times must we exhume a corpse before we realize it’s still dead?
402.) “Here’s how I know there is no real difference between Democra…
Old Man Winter
Yes you know your name
It’s time for you to go
My finger tips are frozen
And my toes are just the same
Zero and below
Is just too darn cold
These bones of mine
Just can’t take you any more
Am I politically correct to say Merry Christmas?
Happy Hanukah, Happy Kwanza to you and you and you
Am I wrong to wish you a happy whatever your holiday is?
Without some one being insulted
Is it wrong t…
A groan’s just a sigh
with a frown on its face
a moan with a toothache
just a sound outta place
So here I am sitting at my desk with nothing really pressing to do. Not sure why that is as everyone else is pretty darn busy around here. So now I have this time to think about the holidays that ar…