I'M A DREAMER NOT A LOOSER limerick

Although I might be a poor choice chooser,

And, some would define my state to be looser,

But, I must protest,

Because I'm on a quest,

A dream quest so, I'm a snoozer.

I OVER SHELTERED IN PLACE

I was ordered to "shelter in place,"

Then, they cut the utilities at my shelter base,

So, there I quietly stayed,

For about a dcade,

When I left no one knew my old face.

ALONG CAME THE GRIZZLY BEAR

I had lots of pumpkins and bosc pears,

So, I fed them to the local bears,

Then, this grizzly comes along,

It ate the local bears; that's wrong!

Then, the grizzly ate my mule and mares. 

WHAT THE RAIN BROUGHT

The rain fell down on the road,

It froze: all wrecks were eventually towed,

Deep ditches I feared,

When the bottoms I neared,

I feared worse the repair bills I owed.

  

WHAT'S CORN GOT TO DO WITH IT?

I am in love but, I know scorn,

I am ignored like the never born,

Truly I must say,

Love hurts in that special way,

Like lacking teeth to chew up corn.

THERE'S NO SUCH THING AS FREE CORN IN THE SNOW

Four ears of corn stuck out of the snow,

Two turkeys took it for a free eat & go,

But, the corn was just bait,

Owned by an eagle and mate,

In wait to unleash talon woe.

PREDICTIONS

Tuesday, there will be record cold

Wednesday, there will be plague,

Thursday, that's when the stock's are sold,

Friday's outlook is still quite vague.

Saturday, we all eat pie,

Sunday, no one gives a hoot,

Monday, we'll ask great spirit why?

Tuesday, "Taps"we''ll toot, toot, toot.

IT'S WHAT'S IN THE SYRUP THAT COUNTS WITH PANCAKES

I eat lots of pancakes which keeps me well fed,

I ran out of maple syrup so I used cough syrup instead,

The flavor made it a different dine,

It was like pancakes and wine,

I passed out and I awoke, wet to bed. 

VELCRO QUICK

I bought some shoes with Velcro stick,

It makes securing footwear so very quick,

Those long complicated shoelaces,

Would put me through my paces,

And, getting a bow to stay tied was some trick.

WHAT FELL IN THE TREES STAYS IN THE TREES

Nobody knows what fell in the trees,

But, they say that my uncle crawled out on his knees,

Was there an alien race?

From deep outer space?

Or, did my uncle urinate on some bees?

READ CAUTIOUSLY OR DEVINE EXPLANATION

Hiding in the woods dark green,

Down below the forest spleen,

Central music from the pond of frogs,

Instinctively, the choir sings from island logs,

Of their alien world of in between.

THE MICHIGAN PRIMARY: MY WORST FEAR CAME TRUE

I went to the Michigan primary and found my worst fear,

I was in line behind Santa, his sleigh, elves and, deer,

The elves and deer had big fight,

Over which candidate was right,

And, Santa's pipe made my eyes ache and tear.

MY PRETZEL PAST

In my pretzel past, I was an overeater,
I ate pretzel snacks with a pop, 1.5 liter,
With all the pretzels I ate,
I gained plenty of weight,
So, on planes I occupied a two-seater.

DON'T FORGET THE SPRAY ON DAYLIGHT SAVINGS DAY

Daylight savings means workers lose one morning hour,

Most manage a breakfast but have no time for a shower,

So, I just embrace,

The smells of my working place,

And, use can spray with the scent of a flower.

PUMPKIN SUP, NOT!

I spied a pumpkin underneath a dead pine tree,

There was no one around so, I figured it was free,

I imagined it would be my sup,

It could feed my kids and pup,

Then, along comes a bear who claimed the orange meat was for he.

I WENT TO THE MOON TO PRACTICE

I went to the moon where I could find a great vacant land,

Where the neighbors couldn't complain when I pretend I'm in band,

Where I can make a big tone,

On my terror trombone,

And, the police don't take me off to be canned.

THE IDES OF MARCH COMETH THEN, COMETH REVENGE

The Idea of March cometh soon in the year,

That's when dear Brutus gifted Caesar a tear,

Because he thought Caesar was wrong,

Brutus joined the stab along,

But, Brutus cringed seeing Caesar's heir carried a spear.

GOAT CHEESE AND MY PRIMARY EXPECTATIONS

I went to the primary to cast my vote,

There I learned my candidate was no longer afloat,

So, I voted with a snore,

Glad I found the exit door,

Then, I went home and made cheese with the goat.

FOR WHOM IT IS DEAR, THE 2020 LEAP YEAR

Long and cold are the February nights that comprise this 2020 Leap Year,
And, adamantly we extol our rights to greet the 29th day with a jeer!
Why make a month in the winter last one extra day?
For winter brings sickness and hunger and scarce light to make pay,
Oh great and the powerful, what lost profits do ye fear?
If the 29th of February would just disappear?





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A FAREWELL TO MY BACON-WRAPED CHEESE-STUFFED POTATO

Oh, woe is me, I must eat healthier food,

Less, I should become an unhealthy dude,

My bacon-cheese potato,

Is replaced by a salad with grape tomato,

Now I'll live much longer but, I'll be in a crapy mood.

I MARRIED THE OLD FISH FROM THE SEA

I married an old fish who came from the sea,
He was a jolly old fish but, smelly was he,
Perfumes and deodorants didn't take,
I swear they're all fake,
He does smell a bit better when he drinks ginger tea.

LAY ME DOWN MY WIG

Lay me down my wig at night, lay me down my wig,

Then, I'll chug down my bourbon and have my final cig,

 Tomorrow I'll awaken with hardly any sleep,

And, I hope at work I do o.k. so, my job I just might keep,  

I think it is incredible each day that I survive,

Until, I drop dead at work and am declared an unalive,

Of course, there are the medicines I take for my aches and pains,

 These meds have scrambled up my guts and eaten away my brains,

To live to be a pensioner I think is real naive,

For all the decades I have worked, not one penny I'll receive,

I have no riches to pass on to my son when he gets big,

But, I'm sure it will fit him so, I bequeath to him my wig.

FROM COLLEGE: LETTER TO MY HIGH SCHOOL GIRLFRIEND

Deary, deary, deary, dear,

The worst has happened so, I fear,

I met another because you're not here,

I know you love me and you will tear,

Deary, deary, deary, dear,

At school my social life made me wrong stear,

I met a girl who brings me great cheer,

She washes my feet and cleans each ear,

Oh deary, deary, deary, dear,

I guess goodby for at least this year,

Think on me often although, we're not near,

I know your sad but, you still have beer. 

SANTA CAN'T HANDLE EGGNOG

Santa got into his eggnog and delivered presets on the Fourth of July,
Of course, everyone was glad to get presents so, no one asked Santa, "why?"
Next day Santa woke up atop the Mar's rover,
His deer were on earth munching on some green clover,
Santa couldn't remember his adventure because he didn't want to try.

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Until I was six I could not use a chainsaw,
Then, at age six I was a man so, said my pa,
But, he did not express any charm,
When I sliced off his arm,
I got a spanking and my bottom is still raw.

COUSIN FARMER

He feeds them beans,

And, turnip greens,

Although my cousin is just a farmer,

Among the ladies he's quite a charmer,

Until roasting farm animal spleens.

MOTHER'S DAY WITHOUT A MOM

Quoting poets or a special psalm,

I can't find words for my precious mom,

Although, she's been gone more than a year,

On Mother's Day, I shed the tear,

 And, through it saw her standing near. 

I SAW A LYNX IN MY BACKYARD

Out my window, I saw a lynx in my backyard,

He ate a goose who was eating my swiss  chard,

I didn't chase the lynx away,

In fact, I hoped he would stay,

He's a goose eater and my garden guard.

I INVENTED ANTI-GRAVITY

Today I invented anti-gravity,

I lost a tooth but, it had a big cavity,

I just drove along and hit ice,

The saucer rotation was nice,

The cliff though, was bad angel depravity. 

I NEED A PIECE OF MINCE MEAT PIE

Wendy baked a massive mince meat pie,

It alerted my sniffer; there was love in my eye,

If I am to prosper and live,

Please, a pie piece to me give,

Or, my will to live will just wither and die.

MY CHOICES OF A FISH FOR SUPPER

What fish do I eat tonight?

My goldfish is hanging with blight,

My swordfish is floating,

In some post mortem coating,

And, my guppy lerches to the right. 

MY SECRET INGREDIENT TO QUICK CAKES

I went to Kentucky to get me some snakes,

The ones that have rattles, the ones used in quick cakes,

I barely walked up a hill,

And, found a rattlesnake kill,

Thick boots, not sandals are what this trip takes.

APRIL FOOL'S AND THE FISH FACED ROBBERS

I saw 4 men dressed as fish get out of a tank,
They loaded their guns and went into a bank,
Then, when they were done looting,
They came out of the bank shooting,
April Fool's, I drove their tank into the lake where it sank.

THE TAMBOURLESS TAMBOURINE

My tambourine doesn't tambour at all,

It has a hole in the middle the size of a tether ball,

I lost my job in a band,

I live mouth to hand,

I need a tambourine repairman to call. 

WHAT KILLED THE BLOODSUCKER?

What killed the bloodsucker I found on my arm?

What's in my blood that did this fella harm?

Was it the 10-year-old champagne?

Or, the 12-year-old candy cane?

My blood is toxic so, I feel some alarm.

FARM DATES

I ate fruits and veggies and bloated up really big,

I caught the eye of farm animals like the cow and the pig,

I told them I would not date,

I already had a mate,

I'm a trucker and I married my rig.

THE GAS GIANT PART III

I finally caught up with the gas giant near Orion's Belt,

He had been cloning raisins then, he started to smuggle felt, 

In the thirty-fifth century felt is very rare,

Anyone who controls the market could treat people most unfair,

I've promised all the giant's victims a piece of his cankered pelt.

OLD MURPHY LONGED FOR HOME ON ST. PATRICK'S DAY

Old Murphy thought of his home in Cork far, far away,

As he always did after the Ides of March on St. Patrick's Day,

Although in Murphy's grave his flesh did melt,

Beside his wife, the pretty Celt,

He longed for the place his ancestor's dwelt,

Where his heart would forever stay.  

PURSUIT OF THE GAS GIANT II

I am hunting down the gas giant for crimes that he's committed,

In every galaxy he's passed through the police he has outwitted,

The giant doesn't need a spacecraft for lightspeed to pass,

Lightspeed he achieves by release of noxious gas,

Warning:  if you breathe his molecules you'll soon be deemed dimwitted.

I PRAY FOR THE VOLE

There was a vole under the snow,

He ate the bark on my trees, the trees died and wouldn't grow,

I tried forgiving thoughts but, my thoughts at best,

Labeled the vole a nasty pest,

I do pray that the vole finds eternal rest.

I FROZE MY NOSE

I froze my nose,

Then, off it goes,

My new nose is steel,

No sunburn, no peal,

 I still snore when I doze.

WITH NO DEATH STICKS IN THE QUIVER, IT'S FAST DOWN THE RIVER

My bow has no quiver with death sticks to deliver,

I stand harmless in the snow with a shake and a shiver,

Along comes a buck with a large rack on his head,

It is all pointy points so, methinks I'll be dead,

The beast stabs at me in my kidney, heart and liver,

I step backwards and fall into the Manistee River,

Fast down the river my limp body works its way,

Until, it rests in a hole beneath wood, stones and clay.

THE IDES OF MARCH COME THIS WAY

The Ides Of March come this way,

With so many ex-wives I fear I am prey,

They have long memories, my wives,

 I fear their long knives,

For like Caesar, I'll become a fillet.

PLASTIC BEADS FOR MY NEEDS

I am an investor in plastic beads,

They are the savings for my future needs,

I know my investment is sound,

For they weigh up by the pound,

Soon, I can buy me a shop that sells meads. 

NINE WERE WOLVES AND TEN WERE PIGS

Nine were wolves and ten were pigs,

Nineteen souls dancing four-legged jigs,

The wolves made their call,

The pigs could only bawl,

The wolves finished the night eating pork stuffed figs.

 

A RIDE ON THE PRISE

I took a trip in a spacecraft called Private Enterprise,

The smallness of Earth really opened my eyes,

I then threw up my spaghetti,

Thought I saw a mama yeti,

And, I blacked out before I entered Earth's skies.

AI MEANS COFFEE MAKER GOODBYE

I upgraded my coffee maker so it now has AI,

If the coffee tastes bad I can ask the coffee maker"why?"

Then, one sobering day,

My coffee maker ran away.

Moving in with another coffee drinker guy. 

TWO STRAWBERRIES WALKED INTO A BAR

Two strawberries walked into a bar for some rye,

A man with a bag of rhubarb gave them the eye,

The man then rolled out some dough,

The strawberries did not want to go,

But, they ended up in a strawberry-rhubarb pie.

THE FEBRUARY BRIGHT LIGHT

On the last day of February I saw something yellow and bright,

Then, a voice beyond the grave said, "walk into the light,"

 The voice I didn't know,

But, I was ready to go,

Then, I got hit by a car now, it's night.

TWO DEER WALKED INTO A BAR

Two deer walked into a bar,

They wondered who owned the red car,

It had run down their bud Jack,

The driver didn't even look back,

The deer carried feathers and tar.

I DREAM NO SNOW BUT, WHAT WILL I REAP?

I dream of long, long ago,

When I was not buried in all this snow,

When the sun gave off a warm, golden glow,

And, heating my home didn't take all my dough,

 I long for the world when the weather was better,

I cursed those hot days now, I'm a regretter,

Those days I did not wear sweater upon sweater,

And, worry my kitty may freeze because he's a bed wetter.

So it goes as I am freezing,

And, every breath I tend toward wheezing,

With a bronchial cough and sinus sneezing,

I greatly fear the grim reaper is teasing.  

AN ANGEL PLAYING IN THE SNOW

I thought I saw an angel out playing in the snow,

Alas, it was just a neighbor trying to get his blower to blow,

I'd loan him my snow shovel,

But, the snow caved in my hovel,

Now, everything I ever owned was drifted down below.

WINTER LEGEND OF THE SUN

People talk about a hot star called the sun,

It's just a legend told to children for fun,

For the gale winds full of snow,

Is all that we know,

Winter is our season; only one.

 

A VOLE IN THE HOLE

A little vole climbed into my ear hole and ate my brains like candy,

After the feast, that little beast relaxed with a fine glass of brandy,

As a brain lacking sinner,

I think only of dinner,

Although, for some reason all I eat seems quite sandy.

TIGHT PAIN

Poor old Mitchel lacked in brights,

That's why he wore too tight his tights,

Fed to his brain,

Was constant pain,

Worse than his gig playing knights.  

A BACKWOODS HELLO

In the backwoods the language of gunfire go,

If a bullet hits you it means one thing; a miss means hello,

Don't bother to run,

For every cos has a gun, 

And, while in their crosshairs you'll be moving too slow.

MY BANDCAMP DAYS WHEN I WAS 8 YEAR OLD

I went to band camp and got spanked on the rear,

It was because I didn't know Brahms'  birthday was near,

Then, I got a hot shower scaldi,

Because, I misinterpreted Vivaldi,

And, my Bach chamber music brought tear. 

THE FUTURIST

I don't think there is any truth hidden deep within a dream,

Nor do I think future signs ride through space on a sunbeam,

I don't believe in ghostly boards,

Nor seeking truth in wind blown chords,

Those who do the selling, divine a fortune from these schemes.   

CHRISTMAS TOYS ARE ALL BROKE BUT, MY BIRTHDAY COMES NEXT

It's been only six days and I've broken up all my toys,

I guess I should not have been on Santa's list of good boys,

Now, my birthday comes next,

I've sent my wish list via text,

Reminding how my good virtues spread joys.

SKILLS VS. BILLS

I went to a school to get me some skills,

But, the school just took all of my one dollar bills,

Now, it's worse than before,

I am even more poor,

And, can't afford my prescribed psycho pills.