Monthly Archives: November 2012

My Grampa’s Eyes

I have my grampa’s eyes He’s mad, but that’s the game he chose I’ll keep my grampa’s eyes Until he gives me back my nose Advertisements

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Next Month’s Schedule

I’ll be home for Christmas. Also, Christmas Eve. For Nikolaustag, I’m thinking…yes? (A Thursday, I believe.) When Hanukkah begins, I’m out– A concert with the Pops– But then I’m home without a doubt Until the oil stops. I’ll be at … Continue reading

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From Hell’s Heart I Stab At Thee (The Musical)

It’s time to put my tap shoes on And dance-interp The Wrath of Kahn Or get all old school up in here And waltz “Ahab Gives Up The Spear.” The key is, every genre’s classics– Sci-Fi (Star Trek), pickles (Vlasics), … Continue reading

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Nothing Like Us

So I’m standing there, right? And this guy, he walks up And he’s all, “I need change for the bus.” There’s a cup In his hand that’s, like, leaking what looks like brown milk And he’s waving it at me. … Continue reading

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Limerhaiku

There once was a man From Nantucket who had much Of which to be proud

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No Leftovers

I’m sifting through iambic slag And wordsherds from my discard bag In hopes I’ll find a fragmentary Chunk of couplet that could carry Me until my inspiration’s Back from turkey-day vacation All the rhymes I’d hoped I had As backups, … Continue reading

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It’s A Choice

Everything I do is wrong. To do what’s right just takes too long. If I could do right from my chair I might…but then there’s laissez faire. Take a tip from Doris D.: Que sera, sera, said she. If it’s … Continue reading

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