Monthly Archives: October 2010

The Potato Farmer’s Lament

It’s hard to watch yer taters grow. The parts you know don’t hardly show And taters won’t climb way up high. (It’s ’cause they’re scared of birds, is why.) Advertisements

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Short and Sweet

Beets are neat But not to eat

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The Jack-o-Lanterns On My Street

The Jack-o-Lanterns on my street Are scary, but they have no feet. Even if they’d like to battle Trick-or-treaters, we’d skedaddle Quick like bunny zombies (zummies?) To the sidewalk where our mummies, Chatty, chilly kid-protectors, Monitor their threat-detectors. Any pumpkin … Continue reading

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You had me at “brownish-purple”

Good with apples Great with fish Complimenting* any dish *Spelled with “i” instead of “e” Because they’re just that sweet. You’ll see. Brownish-purple on the skin White like marshmallow within Parsnips are talkative, gracious and airy And rarely take taxis … Continue reading

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Night-Night, Bear

Your ears are felt Your nose a button But with no eyes You don’t see nut’n I drew a mouth With pen and ink But absent eyes Can never blink “My fabric arms And legs can squeeze, But can I … Continue reading

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Root of All Evil

Beware of the carrot! Don’t eat it! Don’t share it! A nastier vegetable doesn’t exist. It’ll take off a welcoming hand at the wrist! It’s warning-sign orange And not for no reason: This root is a brute. Why, at harvesting … Continue reading

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Raincheck?

I truly don’t know what to say. My muse is sleeping in today. In fact, she phoned it in last night– That dream she gave me wasn’t right: I’m standing in my underpants On Rue du Pays in Paris, France, … Continue reading

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