THE LIFE IS SHORT LIMERICK

It is so strange how decades pile in my past,

It seems years fall away; with no good times that last,

No dead flesh date,

To be worm bait,

Soon, I will burn, or into a hole I'll be cast.

I INVENTED TIME TRAVEL OR, HOW I'M GOING TO.LIVE FOREVER

I was sitting contemplating with great gloom,

The arrow of time pointed straight to my doom,

Then, it hit me like a rock,

If I had different times on each clock,

I'd time travel as I moved room to room.