Category Archives: Poetry

Jul22

Feisty Lion

Posted on July 22, 2016 by Mystertim

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Sleeping late is my hobby,

And nothing makes Sammy madder.

So at six thirty in the morning,

She jumps upon my bladder…

07/22/2016

Jul15

Required Pop Culture

Posted on July 15, 2016 by Mystertim

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My fierce lion’s name is Sammy,

All the ping pong balls are gone,

Although she is successful, she

Hasn’t caught a Pokemon…

07/15/2016

Jul15

With Sprinkles!

Posted on July 15, 2016 by Mystertim

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I cursed out my alarm clock,

It was such a pleasant dream.

All alone in bed, I was

With chocolate chip ice cream.

07/15/2016

Jul12

Not My Fault

Posted on July 12, 2016 by Mystertim

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I have a cat named Sammy,

You’ve probably heard that news.

She inspires most of my poems,

I guess that makes her my mews.

7/12/2016

Jun17

Rhymed into a Corner

Posted on June 17, 2016 by Mystertim

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I wish I was a pumpkin,

So big and round and orange.

On Halloween become a jack-o-lantern,

And scare the people… d*mn.

06/17/2016

Jun10

With Feline Grace

Posted on June 10, 2016 by Mystertim

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We’ve been dancing all night long,

Over the mountains, through the dirt.

Sammy is still fresh and strong,

Although my feet are starting to hurt.

06/10/2016

Jun3

You Don’t Call Me…

Posted on June 3, 2016 by Mystertim

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Some days are a never-ending blur,

Others you cannot wait to go.

Today, I’m kicking back and

Listening to David Allan Coe.

06/03/2016

May27

So Delicious

Posted on May 27, 2016 by Mystertim

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I’ve traveled many highways,

And walked many cloisters.

But had to go to Les Sisters,

To get some fried oysters.

05/27/2016

May24

It Was A Trap

Posted on May 24, 2016 by Mystertim

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So warm, furry, soft and purry,

I thought, “This could be a trap!”

Strange how such a tiny kitten,

Could convince me to take a nap.

05/24/2016

May20

Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes!

Posted on May 20, 2016 by Mystertim

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Sleeping late is my hobby,

And nothing makes Sammy madder.

So at six thirty in the morning,

She jumps upon my bladder…

07/22/2016

My fierce lion’s name is Sammy,

All the ping pong balls are gone,

Although she is successful, she

Hasn’t caught a Pokemon…

07/15/2016

I cursed out my alarm clock,

It was such a pleasant dream.

All alone in bed, I was

With chocolate chip ice cream.

07/15/2016

I have a cat named Sammy,

You’ve probably heard that news.

She inspires most of my poems,

I guess that makes her my mews.

7/12/2016

I wish I was a pumpkin,

So big and round and orange.

On Halloween become a jack-o-lantern,

And scare the people… d*mn.

06/17/2016

We’ve been dancing all night long,

Over the mountains, through the dirt.

Sammy is still fresh and strong,

Although my feet are starting to hurt.

06/10/2016

Some days are a never-ending blur,

Others you cannot wait to go.

Today, I’m kicking back and

Listening to David Allan Coe.

06/03/2016

I’ve traveled many highways,

And walked many cloisters.

But had to go to Les Sisters,

To get some fried oysters.

05/27/2016

So warm, furry, soft and purry,

I thought, “This could be a trap!”

Strange how such a tiny kitten,

Could convince me to take a nap.

05/24/2016

First week at a brand new job,

Where my talents and strengths are being used.

Forgot to clear it with Sammy though,

So my schedule has her thoroughly confused.

05/20/2016