Sunday, March 26, 2023

Maybe I Forgot a Few of These …

Maybe I Forgot a Few of These …


There was an old lady who lived for her shoes;
To make ends meet, she inked artistic tattoos.
When her closets were full, she covered the floor.
She had to stop when she couldn't open her front door.

A tisket, a tasket,
Who took my little basket?
It rode on my handlebars
And held anything I asked it.

Baa, baa, black sheep,
In your woolen coat,
Do you have some wool to share
Or are you a selfish goat?

Hey diddle-diddle,
Pancakes on the griddle,
I hope you are done soon.
Syrup and butter are on the table
But I only have a spoon.

Hickory, dickory, drench
Who gave the monkey a wrench?
He’s playing with pipes under the sink -
Hickory, dickory, drench.

Humpty Dumpty sits on a wall -
It’s not a good idea at all.
With a bottom so much too round,
He will soon be smashed on the ground.

I’m a little teapot, full and hot,
Hear my whistle with the steam I’ve got.
If they warn you, heed them you ought;
Burns are lessons you don’t want taught.

It’s raining, it's boring,
We’re stuck here this morning.
Wifi’s down, no fun around,
And the kids just started warring.

The itsy bitsy spider went on the web to play.
Spam pops up to try and spoil the day.
Put up a filter and block that stuff,
Then you can browse - there’s never enough.

Jack and Jill went up a hill
But they couldn’t remember why.
Jack went home the way he’d come
And Jill looked for a new guy.

Jack’s not nimble; Jill be quick!
Jack kicks over the candlestick.
Jill hurry, Jill think fast!
Put it out with a water glass!

Little Bo Peep had lost her lamb;
And she searched all day to find her.
Lamb’s mad at the haircut she had,
So Bo promised to be kinder.

Little Boy Blue, don’t blow your horn.
My head is pounding a beat
And my nerves are all worn.
I am hobbling off to my bed to sleep
And I ask you the peace to keep.
Will you wake me? Don’t you dare!
For if you do, I swear I’ll swear.

Little Miss Muffet had a fine tuffet
Where she sat to eat lunch.
In flew a blue parrot to steal her one carrot,
But she chased it off with a punch.

Mary had a little ham
With sweet yams on the side.
With everything that Mary ate,
No food could ever hide.

One, two, where is my shoe?
Three, four, on the floor.
Five, six, the door sticks.
Seven, eight, I am late.
Nine, ten, in bed again.

Rows, rows, rows of oats
Floating in my bowl.
Cereally, cereally, cereally, cereally
Make my wheat toast whole.

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
Can you tell me what you are?
Looking through my lens of glass
I see blazing balls of gas.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
Keep your fire out there afar.

Wee Willie Winkle sleepwalks at night,
In his pink p.j.’s, he’s quite a sight.
He roams in the hallway, wanders out the door;
You’d think he’d get mighty cold.
Barefoot on the floor.

Little Jack Horner
Tried to warn her
The pizza was too hot.
She emptied her lungs
When she burned her tongue
And then she took off like a shot.

Mary, Mary, quite contrary,
What you got in the pot?
Oh, Officer, dear,
There’s nothing here.
By you, I will never be caught.

Old Mother Hubbard
Went to the cupboard
To get a treat Dog would like.
But she recalled with a stop
That she had forgot to shop
And now her dog is on strike.

Saturday, March 11, 2023

Job Interview for Alligator

Job Interview for Alligator


Some pets stay small for many a year
But not so for an alligator.
When big, he needs to find a career
And see a job evaluator.

He will charm few with his scary leer;
He’d make a frightful educator.
With his toothy grin so insincere,
He looks more like a terminator.

He likes belly and ground to be near;
Thus not a likely aviator.
At sports, he prefers best just to cheer,
But nobody hires a spectator.

Mucky holes that he digs are austere,
He’s not much of a decorator.
His grunts and bellows are harsh to hear
So he’s not singer nor orator.

In water, he is greatly to fear,
An underwater gladiator.
But afoot meals escape with a veer;
He’s not a quick-footed predator.

It seems, at last, no job will appear
For a lazy procrastinator.
He does nothing so well, it is clear.
So he should be a legislator.

Monday, March 6, 2023

In the Woods

In the Woods


In the woods near my home,
As a lad, I would roam.
It seemed big, way back then;
Kids are smaller than men.

So much to see in there;
Visit a friendly bear,
Pirates’ treasure to find,
Many tales fill the mind.

Explored for hours on end;
Whole days there, I could spend.
Back home, asked what I’d done,
Told Mom “No, nothing, none.”