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Thursday, July 4, 2024
KITTY GOT A SCARE FROM THE ROCKETS RED GLARE
The rockets were red glaring,
And my kitty got a scarring,
The booms shook my shack,
It collapsed, I want it back,
I'd have to say the fireworks, were a little overbearing.
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Saturday, February 10, 2024
A WELCOME HOME FOR MY VALENTINE
While I am happily preparing for the love holiday,
Until Valentine's, my love has tripped and traveled far away,
Then I'll make a nice meal,
Wear my clean shirt, it's teal,
I will lite and smoke incense to make my house smell ok.
Saturday, December 9, 2023
HARRY UNPACKED HIS OBOE
Santa brought Harry an oboe, and he unpacked it Christmas Day,
Once the oboe was assembled, Harry began to play and play,
Harry was a happy winner,
Mama cooked him Christmas dinner,
After Christmas dinner, Harry napped in bed, where he would stay.
Wednesday, November 22, 2023
MY BOAT WENT UNDER WATER
I once had a submarine, and I drove it through the sea,
Once on the other seaside, they threw a parade for me,
I rode on a big float,
For driving the u-boat,
When the nice parade was over, we ate stale cakes and tea.
Saturday, November 11, 2023
UNPLANNED RAVE
Everyone was excited, when Sasha came back to our small town,
They knew there'd be a rave, all invited, every name and noun,
All danced through the night,
By morning, they were tight,
But there were no public restrooms, so the ground had turned light brown.
Friday, June 30, 2023
DON'T PLAY WITH FIREWORKS AND SPARKLERS
Authorities won't let me have fireworks, because last year I burned down a house,
This year I can only have sparklers, when supervised by the spouse,
But the sparklers burned my fingers,
The smell of burnt flesh, still lingers,
Playing with fires is so dangerous, I should have had a tanker of water for a douse.
Monday, December 6, 2021
I WILL TOAST MY WINTER NUTS, WHEN I BURN MY CHRISTMAS TREE
I groomed this Christmas tree,
It's near pretty as a bee,
It's understood,
That all it's wood,
My fireplace will see.
Tuesday, November 30, 2021
HOLIDAY SACRIFICE FOR NAUGHT
We have another holiday,
On presents I will spend my pay,
I'll catch a meal another day,
I sacrifice to hear someone say,
"I need the receipt, to return straight away."
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