I LOST A TEAR

I lost a tear, when I stubbed my tiny toe,

I lost a tear, when I lost my brother, Beau,

It does not take my eyes long,

Before they look red, that's wrong,

So, I carry eye drops, to cover-up woe.

MY GRITTY EGGS

My scrambled eggs ain't pretty,

They are mostly grits and gritty,

When you barf, you'll have my pity,

Then, you'll complain on Face and Twitty,

As to my cooking, you'll be quitty.