Dec1
Nov26
Except Sammy
Thanksgiving poems are predictable,
Turkey, stuffing and gravy driblets.
Yet I find it quite despicable,
No one sings the praise of giblets.
11/26/2017
Nov26
Four Day Weekend
Lost my rhythm,
Lost my rhyme,
I’ve also lost,
All sense of time!
11/26/2017
Nov20
Desperate Midnight Dance
Frantic music throbs deep into the night,
We’re praying to the gods, below and above.
Life is meaningless except for the dance,
Tonight please, please let me find love…
11/20/2017
Nov19
Careful, You!
Sammy and Daddy,
Sleeping on the bed.
Laying so still,
You’d think they were dead.
Yet they’re instantly alert,
At the very slightest sound.
Ain’t gonna get caught
By no sneaky old hound.
11/19/2017
Nov17
Too Soon?
The Christmas bells are ringing!
Groovy way to make a living.
Yes, my kitchen’s really swinging,
Making Sammy’s and my Thanksgiving.
11/17/17
Nov17
Mispronunciation Required
Writing reviews of restaurants,
A shrinking supply of bon mots.
How will I describe this tasty dish,
Of divinely presented tater tots?
11/17/17
Nov15
Second Language
Nov10
Count on Monte Cristo
Halloween has come and gone,
Spent the holiday dating a witch.
We never left her house because,
She made an excellent sammich!
11/10/2017
Nov10

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