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“Flash of inspiration”

Flash of inspiration

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A flash of inspiration,

Showering the consternation

While trying to find usurpation

Because the damn thing won’t work.

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Moments of contemplation,

Mental hiccups and gyrations

Have led to this perturbation:

Water and electricity to twerk.

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The world in needed restoration

Could use so full lubrication:

Sweat, blood, toil – an aggregation

Exploding with a jerk.

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“Stories”

Stories

Man stalks the monster /

An amphibious reader /

Halloween stories.

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Poem and photo: “Death becomes you”

Death becomes you

Death becomes you, my dear.

Let me hold your hand so our selfie is clear.

Get my bare bones, they show me the best.

All that flesh and muscle — begone all the rest.

I’ll wear my cap. You wear your smile.

Don’t worry about missing teeth. It’s been a while.

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Silly Saturday: “Killer Bunnies of the Apocalypse”

Killer Bunnies of the Apocalypse

It’s the Killer Bunnies of the Apocalypse.

Death in their DNA got the slip.

Now they roam the countryside.

Wild, winged, and bent on genocide.

Beware! should you cross their path.

They travel in herds and will attack.

Munch and crunch and chew to the ground

all flora and fauna and toes that can be found.

There is but one way to tame these bunnies.

That is to roll them over and rub their tummies.

But you might not be able to get that near,

at least not until you’ve have a couple of beers.

These bunnies are fierce in their apocalyptic way,

but belly rubs and carrots could save the day.

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Cravings

Man in Halloween mask

Trick or Treat

Cravings

Halloween evening.
The dead amongst us this hour
crave “sweets” to devour.

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Channeling your inner pumpkin

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Once upon a daytime chilly,
While I pondered things less silly,
Came a knocking at my door
Two pumpkins too ugly to ignore.

I asked them to go and leave me,
I told them staying would not please me.
But all they said was “Ever more.”
All they said was “Ever more.”

I did immediately beseech them,
I did all I could to entreat them
To not come darkening my door.
But all they said was “Ever more.”

I tried to hide from them.
I tried to chide at them.
But all my snides they did ignore.
And all they said was “Ever more.”

I did not know what they had in store.
They did not run; they did not bore.
They did not talk, except “Ever more,”
Until I could not stand it, stand it no more.

I took an axe and I whacked the floor.
Still they stayed close by the door.
And would not say what they wanted me for,
So one became a stew to even the score.

I threw the other into a pie.
Though to this day I know not why.
But ever time at this time of year,
When the days are cool and the nights are clear,

I hear a tapping at my door
And a sound I can’t ignore
It goes on forever more.
And I say nothing, save “Ever more.”

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October 29, 2011 · 12:25 pm

I have a haunted bathroom

I have a haunted bathroom,
A sink that runs with blood.
I have a haunted bathroom,
It’s full of grime and crud.

I have a haunted bathroom,
From toilet nary a stink.
I have a haunted bathroom,
Because a ghost there stops to drink.

I have a haunted bathroom,
Its walls are cracked and old.
I have a haunted bathroom,
It’s a place too scary for mold.

I have a haunted bathroom,
A bathtub full of red.
I have a haunted bathroom,
An alien bathes there it is said.

I have a haunted bathroom
A cracked mirror in which to stare.
I have a haunted bathroom.
It is beyond repair.

I have a haunted bathroom
With a curtain nice and thick.
I have a haunted bathroom,
If you open it, you’ll say, “Ick!”

Haunted bathroom photo

I have a hauted bathroom....

I have a haunted bathroom.
Enter, if you dare.
I have a haunted bathroom,
If you look, the word is there.

I have a haunted bathroom,
With a picture of my home.
I have a haunted bathroom,
A place I like to roam.

I have a haunted bathroom,
Come visit me on Halloween.
I have a haunted bathroom,
The spookiest you’ve ever seen.

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The misunderstood PPE gargles

The misunderstood PPE gargles
Are related to the ancient fargles.
They live in a land
Of neither rock nor sand,
But they fit over eyes like sparkles.

These oddly named PPE gargles
Can only be worn by gargoyles.
When they sit on the edge
Of a building or ledge
The gargles give their eyes stargles.

These stargles come out in the night
When there is no moon or no light.
And only the gargoyles can see
With their gargles PPE
All the wonders and terrible frights.

Fargles were gargles of a time
When the gargoyles lived in the brine.
And all they could see
Without the fargles that be
Was the salt, the sea, and the grime.

Gargoyle with his PPE gargles

Gargoyle with his PPE gargles

Now armed with their PPE gargles
Gargoyles with stare at their stargles
They will sit on their ledge
Whole worlds in their heads.
And nary burp, nor chirp, nor hargle.

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