Gripping the burin to hack the hue
she placed lace doylies all around my loo
Red, white, red, white . . .
I’m reading this prink
and I’m convinced, sumthin’ ain’t right with
this constipating kink!
Soft soap her, that’s what I’ll do, and pray
she goes back to Kalamazoo! Man, but here it comes again!
Hearts on strings, egest, she’s binding me up!
O’ the feed of sweet peppermints, one by one . . . "Will you be mine?" , in repeating, asked “All right already, if you wear this mask!”
This is my personal inspirational book of poetry. It contains many poems written for family, friends, and relevant life situations. Hopefully you will find some that will encourage and inpsire you in whatever arena you are found in your circle of l
This book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
the dominant thoughts occupying my mind during the early morning hours of a given
day.
LOL
John Michael
Newfie hugs, Rose
Looks like Valentines will be a laughing...
lol...
Art Sun...
hugs
fee
I see that you are wearing your funny bone now this days.
Hilarious!
Georg
A round of applause for this humorous, well-penned poem!!
Hugs,
Lance
Ron
I agree with your last line;-) lol!
Edwin
Ted