Methinks Shakespeare would know him for a fool.
I like to make up ditties, on that you can rely,But how to tell the difference between words “lay” and “lie”? It can be complicated,Not sure I can clarify.But since nobody’s asked me to,Ah, what the hell.I’ll try. A tablecloth can’t tell a LIE but is LAID upon a table.Some other things that can be… Continue reading Ask me a question, I’ll tell you no lays.
I think it’s only fair to say That things are not so great today So now that I have made that clear There’s something else you need to hear Your nonsense, drivel, and BS Will light me up, I must confess So curb your smack, your jibes, your sass Your inane posts, your lack of… Continue reading Things I Will Put Up Your Ass If You Don’t STFU
In case you want to hum along while waiting in line at the polls I am your vote on a string, I mark your paper ballot Who knew a string could be so fancy? Ba da Boom! Ba da Bing! Pencils ROCK! May be a low-techy thing, not much to say about me But today… Continue reading Give ‘Em Enough Rope
I think before we go too far, I really should explain
For often, just as when I speak, my writing is profane
You do not have to like it, and you do not have to stay
‘Cause I can guarantee you it’ll happen anyway
Feel free to be offended, or, in horror, fan your face
But you can also kiss my ass and find another space
I want you to feel welcome, so I’m striving to be clear
Those uptight sensibilities won’t sit well over here
So, if you have the strength to overlook this flaw of mine
Pull up a chair, you fucking freak
I love you! Have some wine!
Stop a moment, take a peek. Admire, if you’re able. Few things delight me more than when our garden meets our table. #gardenbrag #badpoetry