[…with today’s commentary in brackets.] Don’t tell me the stars Are just balls of fire Which may have died out Long ago. [They’re not just balls of fire. They’re great balls of fire!] Don’t tell me the moon Isn’t made of green cheese Although what you say May be so. [It looks more white than green, wouldn’t you say?] Don’t tell me the sounds That I hear at night Are not made by small Faerie folks. [Actually, that would be…
Directions: Fill in the blanks. Copyright belongs to someone else, and I will reveal who owns it once the blanks have been correctly filled. I’m so miserable. I’m full of angst. Pierced my nose, got three tattoos, To [blank] I’m giving thanks, yeah. No one understands me, And I ain’t got no job. [Blank] helped me grow my goatee. Now I’m a total slob. Yeah, I’m a total slacker. I owe it all to [blank]. I got nothin’ else to…
Note: Read aloud I was not on the soggy lawn, talking with Farmer Bob or Harmless Todd, gnawing on cob, or watching the dogs, donkeys, hogs, and other livestock squawking or hee-hawing in the lofts or stalls and gobbling or hobbling or pawing since dawn. I was not at the mall with Roger the Jock, or father, or Don the doddering father’s father, walking along at a crawl with the mob that bothers to shop and stop and shop and…
I’m the master poetaster; Of disasters I’m the best, For I make no alabaster, Rather plaster… and a mess. I make no sonnets in a bonnet (Who would don it. Hell, not I), And I doubt that I would flaunt it If I did; I’d rather lie. I compose no verbose longings. I dream up no themes of love. I propose my compost, yawning, And I scheme for reams of guff. Please don’t hate me. Venerate me! Mine’s the best…
Brendan finally claimed June’s egg tonight, and I’ve just happily sent off his prize. For some reason, the act of my sending the print to Brendan reminded me of a contest I entered last year. The assignment was to use a list of ten rather obscure words in one sentence. The prize? The winner’s face on one of Davezilla‘s Blogger Tarot Cards. For posterity’s sake, here’s my favorite of my four entries, with the ten words in bold font: Quite…