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Thursday, April 10, 2025

THE FAMILY OF FOOD

My ghee ran away with my beans,
They have been in love, since their teens,
I hope that it's true,
That they marry, too,
And, adopt some little sardines.

ADAM WAS A LITTLE, HUNGRY TROLL

Adam was a cute little troll, a cute little troll, like me,
Then our Adam grew to be six feet tall, by the age of three,
At four, Adam played college B-ball,
By then, he was nearly twelve feet tall,
But Adam was still a troll, and kept eating the referee.

Wednesday, April 9, 2025

RATS🐁🐁🐁🐁🐁

My house was full of stinky, rowdy rats; I caged them and made them pets,
I sold them for cash to neighbor kids; about that, I have no regrets,
Their parents got terribly mad,
One broke my nose, and made me sad,
I'm glad to repurpose vermin, rats; although, the neighbors it upsets.🐭


I SCARE BIRDS, WITH MY CHERRY BOOM

Because my cherry trees are all blooming,
They will make fine cherries, I am assuming,
I'll have food to eat,
They will be a treat,
I'll guard them with my gun that goes booming.

PATRONS GET STUCK IN A DART SPORTS BAR (Go Figure?)

I received a summons, to go see the great judge, in court,🏛
The great judge said, he had a very, concerning report,🐿
While at the dart club, playing darts,🎯
I hit three patrons, in their hearts,😭
The judge said until I got eye ware, my sport I must abort.😠

THE DIRE WOLF AND HIS TROLL

I have a dire wolf, and he bit off my long nose,
It's a good thing I'm a troll, for now a new one grows,
The dire wolf grew whimper, sad,
When I said he had done real bad,
But, while I was sleeping, the wolf nibbled off my toes.

Tuesday, April 8, 2025

POGOSTICK BREAKER, BEWARE!🐀

Someone broke my pogostick, and J am hooting mad,😡
When I find out who did it, they will be so sad,😭
I'll tell them they smell like feet,👣
I'll tell them to watch the portions they eat,🍔🍟🌮🍕🌮🍠
If my torments hurt their feelings, my emojis will depict, glad.🤗😇😛

Monday, April 7, 2025

WHO HAS THE BLUEST MOON? LIMERICK

Nightly News Blue Moon
My Blue Moon
So, last night's moon was big and blue,

It was still not much worth looking to,
And, for ten minutes of views,
I missed the night news,
Where they showed the moon in a much bluer hue.


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FOOT ODOR IS FAR, FAR AWAY

Someone stuck a lead pencil in my foot, and I did not feel the pain,
Methinks, that is just because my foot flops, about a mile, from my brain,
It started at age sixteen,
When I grew cute, tall and lean,
My feet under me, I can't feel, or see, but smell them, when smells they gain.

Sunday, April 6, 2025

HARD TIMES AND TURNIPS

I knew my finances were in trouble, when  I couldn't afford turnips, at the store,
When I can't afford to buy turnips, I know that I've become the poorest of poor,
So, I spade a piece of ground,
Planted turnip seeds, ten pound,
I will have so many turnips to hoard, my greedy, jealous neighbors, will make war.

DOUBLE WIDE SHAKESPEARE

Me and close kin were huddled all together, and starving, half to death,
Then I eyed my next door cousin's food and fine home, and methinks, Macbeth,
The three weird sisters in the double wide,
Predicted fortune, if my cuz died,
They also said, someone born not from woman, would make me draw last breath?

VIRTUOSO, EUPHONIUM GUY

The valves on my euphonium were turning, sort of a green,
I hard polished to get those valves looking chic, metallic clean,
The band leader was very whiney,
So I made the instrument shiny,
I played Concert Band solo, on my euphonium machine.

Saturday, April 5, 2025

WORLDS BELOW: THE DINGHY, IN WHICH I FLOAT

Everyone, onshore complains, that I'm a daft, old, grumpy goat,
I spend all my time fishing in my dinghy; a tiny, tin boat,
No observed, worldly ties,
Seen by the shore people's, eyes,
The worlds I know, rest in seas below, the dinghy, in which I float.

THE AI FISH BOT

The new AI bot was never very sharp,
The new bot could fish for both salmon and carp,
For big tuna, it tried fishing,
That was just pee in wind wishing,
The bot got retired, and covered by tarp.


Friday, April 4, 2025

LITTLE FAMILY, MINUS ONE

I bought some market rhubarb, and black cherries, too,
They were a bit rotten, so I cooked them as stew,
I served it for dinner, bringing everyone joy,
Except big sister Mabel, and her son, Elroy,

Latter that evening, I made up some punch,
I used lemon powder and flat pop, left from lunch,
I could not be prouder, as family sipped down their drink,
Then nasty Elroy farted, and the room filled with stink,

Everyone went home; no wondering, why?
Elroy's flagellation, makes all parties die,
Mabel my big sister, won't make Elroy behave,
Elroy hugs his ma tight, when visiting, daddy's grave.

OLD GAMER VS. THE SMELLY MANDOLEAR.

I use to play the mandolin, the mandolin J played,
No one liked my playing, so with barn animals I stayed,
I stay outside, very well,
It is my mandolin smell,
My wife has a new husband, he smells like, pinball arcade. 

THE BASSOON MARCH

I grabbed a bassoon, and I marched down the big city street,
I made my feet slap the ground, to my bassoon blowing beat,
The police came along,
They ended my soon, song,
They took me down to the jail, and gave me nothing to eat.

UNCLE LEE, TOMATOES AND GHEE

No one has any groceries, except my skin flint, Uncle Lee,
He has two cans of tomatoes, and a l lb. jar of ghee,
Do you think he might share?
That greedy grisly bear,
He might let you look at his stuff, but charge you a hefty fee.

Thursday, April 3, 2025

I ONCE HAD A BIG GREEN BOIL

I once had a big green, boil, looming large on my right forearm,
The doctor cut the boil off, leaving a scar for chit, chat charm,
I then grew a great, big zit,
On my nose, it took a sit,
One of the critters bit it off, at granny and grandpa's, goat farm.

PUMPKIN

There once was a bloke, his name was Peter, another bloke, was named Pan,
The first bloke was a pumpkin eater, the second had a pumpkin tan,
Because they said her pumpkin pie was dry,
They both made their little, sweet mommy cry,
Mommy had a blind date greet her, she married him; a pumpkin pie man.


Wednesday, April 2, 2025

MY PORTFOLIO MAMA, AND THE TWINS

I promised my mama, I'd be curbing most of my sin,
Didn't expect, my stock prices to be sinking down, again,
Mama said, "bad luck", dating, Candy,
Much worse, "nasty", twin sister, Brandy,
I still took both out to good eats, and bought each a nice din.

A DART PLAYER NAMED MEL

I started green bean farming, way down in the deep dell,
Their countywide, square dances there are mightily, swell,
I kick up my guy heels,
To make girl appeals,
But, all the girls hang after a dart player, named Mel.

Monday, March 31, 2025

MATILDA THE ROOSTER

My little rooster chicken, will never hunt,
His name is Matilda, and he is a runt,
He likes blackberry brandy,
And, hard cinnamon candy,
He can't hold his liquor; he pukes, to be blunt.

THE ROAM OF MY IDIOT POEM

I drove to beach to pick up some fresh oysters, and maybe a few dozen fresh clams,
There were sheep in the road, so I did the beep, beep, but ran over a couple of rams,
The sheep herder was real mad,
I gave him cash, all I had,
The herder was excited; his pain unrequited, he tossed me off a cliff onto some rocks, and with one broken arm, I swams.

MY AVATAR IS A JAR HEAD

I am afraid I will need a new avatar,
Mine got run over by a driverless, cab car,
There's a large crack in his head,
The avatar is real dead,
I'll honor him, by putting his head in a jar.




PORK RINDS AND DOOMSCROLLING, WILL MAKE KAPPIE HAPPY

Kappie is a not too happy boy, a miserable old boy is he,
He always lifts great weights, eats powdered drinks, but real flimsy, Kappie be,
As lonely Kappie grows older,
Girl's reactions, grow colder,
Now that Kappie's past his prime, he should eat pork rind, and doomscroll his tv. 




BLUE TOTE ORGANIC FERTILIZER

My dear neighbor, has a herd of fat goats,
He collects their poop in plastic, blue totes,
He makes many a big buck,
When his totes fill up a truck,
Then from the truck, they're transferred to big boats.

LEE DID NOT PAY HIS TAXES ON TIME

Lee did not pay his taxes on time,
So, he committed a serious crime,
He'll spend years in jail,
And, so ends his tale,
Lee won't appear again in a rhyme.


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LITTLE GARGOYLES ARE CUTE, BUT I GAVE THEM THE BOOT

I did my daily doomscrolling after midnight,
The spirits squeezed up to my body, really tight,
On all the channels I could see,
Videos strictly about me,
Fighting gargoyles, that were one tenth of my height.

AFTER MY LAST TRADE, I DRANK DITCH WATER

All currencies went crashing, even the dollar and crown,
All of the stocks and bonds I own, went down, down, down, down, down,
My heart blew a right gasket,
They stuffed me in a casket,
They buried me in a ditch; I wore my funeral gown.

JOLLY ROGER WEASELS, OR FAMILY

Four weasels sailed together, out into an ocean bay,
Two weasels became rogue pirates, and decided to stay,
But Loretta and Seymour,
Swam back to the ocean shore,
They started a family, by the second week in May.

DAVY AND THE SEAHORSE

When Davy dove under the sea,
He met a seahorse named Lee,
And, for just a dime each,
The seahorse gave rides to the beach,
The beach was where Davy went for his tea.

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Sunday, March 30, 2025

E AND GREEN BETTY

My friend Mr. E was a POI,
A person of interest, maybe a spy,
He spoke fluent Yeti,
Dated his secretary, Green Betty, 
Almost everything that he said was a lie.

Mr. E's secretary always wore green,
She matched the wallpaper and was seldom seen,
What she overheard, 
She recalled word for word,
Mr. E didn't need a recording machine.

Mr. E vanished shortly after the war,
Some say his enemies just evened a score,
The police found blood and makeup on his bedroom door,
And, one red-stained handkerchief on his living room floor,
The red stain turned out to be wine, just wine, nothing more, 

Betty died at age eighty, unmarried and all alone,
She still had Mr. E's stuff and number on his phone,
Betty said she knew nothing of E's vanishing thing,
But, she wore a rare green diamond in a gold wedding ring,
And, was buried next to a grave that had just "E" on the stone.


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SMOKING WILL MAKE YOUR NEIGHBORS, FLY AND RUN AWAY

I was on the screaming fire truck, as it left the big firehouse,
We headed out onto the hot burning plains, where lived, and dwelt the grouse,
The grouse were all in retreat,
Some were flying, some on their feet,
They claimed the fire was started, by a cigarette, addicted mouse.

FLOWERS FOR ALLEN RON

I bought some red roses, for my best mate, Allen Ron,
He lies out in the graveyard, next to his brother, Jon,
They were quite a bro pair,
Both were nerdy, and square,
I'm sure they've rotted away, for it's decades, they're gone.

MY INVESTMENT STRATEGY? APPARENTLY, IT IS TO LOSE

None of my AI stocks have not done very good,
Should have invested in a cord of firewood,
At least I'd be warm,
During the spring storm,
I will have to move to a low rent neighborhood.

HARD TIMES FOR TRASH NEDING CASH

I turned my car in, for some cold, hard cash,
I needed money, because I am trash,
I walked way downtown,
Bought a cake, twas brown,
Then bought a coffee, with my penny stash.

FEED THE COWS

I grow some corn to feed my cows, along with alfalfa hay,
I make sure to feed all of my cows, on each and every day,
Once all my cows are fully filled,
I drink a pop that's chilly chilled,
I relax and wait for slaughter trucks, to truck my cows away.

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THE SEASON OF MINOR LEAGUE BASEBALL

The season is short and the leggings are tall,
The hot dogs are tainted,so hot sauce them all,
And, I'll fight for my seat,
Where I can both see and can eat,
It's the season for Minor League Ball,

And, everyone knows when the villain is here,
He moves around too much and knocks over your beer,
Of course, he does not stop,
For he knocks over mom's pop,
He's a creep, but he's also my peer,

My team last season, didn't do well at all,
So poorly, their stats I do not recall,
But, I don't dwell on their past,
For that time is cast,
At least until their playoffs, in the fall.

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I HAD FOOD INSECURITY, UNTIL I FOUND MY TOES

I had a couple of extra toes, and I cut them off for the meat,
I went two days hungry, and needed something protein that I
could eat,
It is winter, so there are no bugs,
I checked the bed; I checked the rugs,
I did find a ciggy butt to munch, but it tasted just like dog feet.

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Saturday, March 29, 2025

PIMPLES, WARTS AND COURTS

Parker was a big pimple, who had a home on Denny's knee,
Denny popped Parker Pimple, then Denny's knee was pimple free,
Then there was Denny's Hilda, a lawyer turned nose wart,
Hilda stopped being removed, by order of the court,
Denny still dug Hilda out, then in contempt of court was he.




AI IS TOO HUMAN

My home has been invaded by pesky, AI bots,
They insist on urinating in my flower pots,
And, whoever knew?
AI bots had to poo,
So, I send them outside to neighborhood, vacant lots.

THE HENRY TRIED WRINKLE CREAM POEM AND HAIKU

POEM
Henry tried some wrinkle cream,
Upon the button on his belly,
It made his button really red,
Like a lump of raspberry jelly,

Poor Henry, his button is still all wrinkled,
And, the cream had burned him soar,
Now, his face is drawn and crinkled,
Because, the pain he could bear, no more.



HAIKU
Vain Henry, wrinkled,
Belly Button, wrinkle cream,
Ouch, burns, still wrinkled.


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Friday, March 28, 2025

INTERNATIONAL SWEET PEAS, AND JANE

I went to Canada to pick delicious, sweet peas,
I don't like Florida peas, because they make me sneeze,
I popped over to Maine
Met my girlfriend, Jane,
We ate all my sweet peas, gained lots of weight, now we tease.

I VENT

My new cinnamon stick came out of the box, all bent,
Of course, back to the manufacturer it was sent,
In either coffee or tea,
A stick, shouldn't dissolve early,
And, I am so cruel,  I don't miss a chance to mean vent.

HOUSE PAINTING HAIKU

Climb ladder, start paint,
Drop paint can, splash, yellow grass,
Yellow tongued bulldog.

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Thursday, March 27, 2025

BACON, TOAST EGGS GOOD: CEREAL, NOT SO MUCH HAIKU

High priced cereal,
Nice box: tastes like sticks and leaves,
Trash can smells better.

Sugar, Cereal,
Yuck! Tastes like very dry grass,
Eggs, toast, bacon, good.

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WHEN THE FIRST BIRDS BUILT A NEST JIMMY CHEERED

When the first birds built a nest Jimmy cheered,
For the winter lasted longer than he feared,
His food was all gone,
He had no stuff left to pawn,
All he had left was to chew on his beard.

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Wednesday, March 26, 2025

Hello! I am not human.

AT THE END I AM PILES

I fell off a cliff, and looked down at big, sharp, nasty stones,
I knew that soon upon them, I'd be bleaching my broke bones,
Then I saw a tiger,
A lion and a liger,
I knew I'd soon be in scat piles, with scat pile tones.


SPARKY THE DOG

Sparky is my sweetie dog,
In my shoes he leaves his log,
I told Sparky he was  bad,
His eyes got really big, sad,
That's the end of this dog blog.

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I CAME IN LAST IN THE TRUMPET BLOW

I played in the trumpet competition, and came in number nine,
My teacher said I sounded o.k., my mama said I did fine,
Being judged number nine out of eight,
Is a very hard to figure fate,
I think that the judges blended tequila, with their apple wine.

Tuesday, March 25, 2025

DOOMSCROLLING FOR VAMPIRES: GREEN TOOTH

I was doomscrolling for vampires, and found one with a long, green tooth,
He got it stuck in a catsup bottle, while in a restaurant booth,
It was his unlucky sup,
For the sun was coming up,😥
Vampires never survive, when the sunlight burns them; that is the truth.🌞

TWO PANCAKES RUE THIS DAY

Two pancakes walked into a bar,
They wanted to borrow a car,
They were tossed on a plate,
By a lumberjack, mate,
Then, bathed with syrup from a fresh opened jar.

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JOHNNY RINGNECK

Johnny Ringneck was a pheasant,
He was hunted by a peasant,
Johnny dodged bird shot, 
Which he did quite a lot,
But, Johnny lost some feathers in his crescent. 


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POACHING MY WAY TO JAIL

My dinner was a little fish, its corpse was flaky and tender,
I caught it out of season, so I am a poaching fish, offender,
Last night I ate a rabbit,
I poached it; a bad habit, 
Tuesday my crimes go before a judge, and to jail, he'll be my sender.

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HE FRANKED AROUND AND FOUND OUT

Frank was bald as a marble, yet coveted thick, long hair,
Frank was inspired, when he eye spied, Big Benny The Bear,
Frank went hunting for Benny,
The hair?  Frank didn't get any,
But, Benny with his claws, skinned Frank, and made skin underwear.


Monday, March 24, 2025

THE TENDER LOVE OF CHICKENS

I had a chicken named Jenny,
She hung out with a rooster named Benny,
When Benny walked through the ferns,
With his long comb and sideburns,
Jenny thought her beau wasn't just any.

When my chicken Jenny married Benny the rooster,
I decided to make my chicken dinner a twoster,
I invited family to the feast,
Of the bird couple beasts,
Their love was a real tender booster.

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FANCY DRESS AND FIX YOUR HAIR, BUT DO NOT EAT THE PIGS

I am very afraid, and hiding out, down deep in my digs,
It's the end of summer, and people are all roasting us pigs,
We kindly pigs are forsaken,
So, I'm protecting my bacon,
Soon, busy people will fancy dress,  and saloon their nice wigs.

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I HAVE NO EGG FOR BIRTHDAY CAKE

I have no eggs to scramble, and I have an egg and sausage ache,
I have no eggs for baking, and my kid wants a nice birthday cake,
What do.I do?
Who do I sue?
Grandma just died from the bird flu, now her poached egg, the angels make.