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Saturday, May 9, 2020

SKY-EYE SEARCHING FOR A LONE SUNRAY

I found something special had come this dawn,
My Michigan summer had come and gone,
For near halfway through the month of May,
I awoke to face a snow filled day,
So, sheltered inside I will surely stay,
Sky-eye searching for a lone sunray.

Friday, May 8, 2020

THE DESPERATE DOLLAR DAYS

There are no jobs when no one's buying,
I have no income but, I'm trying,
I pick old masks out of the trash,
I then recycle them for cash,
So far so good; I'm not yet dying.


Thursday, May 7, 2020

SORRY MA, IT'S SNOWING

Oh great polar vortex that comes in May,
That shuts down beach fun and ends spring play,
The cold has had a long run,
Why can't winter be done?
Instead, we're getting a wet, heavy snow Mother's Day.



THE FLOWER MOON

The rise of the flower moon,
This moon rises none too soon,
Why waste a day,
In early May,
Without lilac scent by noon.


Wednesday, May 6, 2020

TOES FOR A TEE

I was bit by a poisonous bee,
I saw the doctor in the next door county,
The bee bit me on the nose,
The doc chopped off my toes,
He complained I made him late for his tee.

RECORD WINDCHILL BUT, I'LL GET TO WORK?

The windchill is record bitter but, I need my job,
So, I started driving to work like a work needy slob,
Then, three miles from work,
My car died like a jerk,
And, I was hit by a road grader named Bob.

Tuesday, May 5, 2020

MY STOLEN LUCK

I've really bad some awful luck,
Someone stole my hockey puck,
Someone stole my hockey stick,
And, my writing pen, brand Bic,
They even stole my red toy truck.

Monday, May 4, 2020

MULTIPLE STREAMS OF INCOME

My friend lives on a little trust,
He delivers papers because he must
And, burgers he flips,
For cigarettes and tips,
He walks because his car died of rust. 

Sunday, May 3, 2020

JOURNEY TO THE CENTER OF THE STENCH

From the internet I learned that the world is flat,
And, if I dig down a few feet a new place I'll be at,
So, towards Hawaii went my hole,
I dug fast like a mole,
Found my septic and drowned in that vat.  


IT ROASTS UPON MY STICK

The carcass cracks and pops as it roasts upon my stick,
I'm not sure what I'll be eating, I found it after it was hit,
Oh, it's my lucky day,
I'm gonna eat without no pay,
After I've eaten I'll go sleep a bit.