Bart’s Little Cart (Story Poem)

Photo by Engin Akyurt on The little cart sits alone, little cart can not roam.Little cart can not move, little cart has no grooveWatching from the edge, watching from behind the hedgeLittle cart wants to play, on this fine dayLittle cart tries as hard as he can, little cart needs a handLittle cart can... Continue Reading →

How I Poem

Photo by Markus Spiske on Before any grammar police start to flame on the title of this post, just let me explain. Yes, I know poem is a noun. Please don't frown. I will explain it all before we get out of town.But, seriously, or was I serious before? Only I can know for... Continue Reading →

Blue Eggs and Spam (Poem)

Photo by Ksenia Chernaya on Once upon a timeSomeone told me a rhyme A rhyme from a book of oldThe story I was toldTwa’s quite bold Spoke of ham this rhyme didSpoke of eggs, maybe on a lid The color of all was greenIt was quite the sceneIt was never lean Now the times... Continue Reading →

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