My mother calls me Lose-A-Lot Because I lose a lot of stuff, She buys me two of everything Because just one is not enough. I lost my shoes and then my socks, My brand new shirt I left somewhere. Don’t ask me how but yesterday I even lost my underwear.
Entries from August 2010 ↓
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Lose-A-Lot
August 29th, 2010 — Poems for Children
My Grandma Lives At The Airport
August 22nd, 2010 — Poems for Children, Quickies
My grandma lives at the airport, We go and get her now and then, But when we’ve kept her long enough We have to take her back again.
Lesson Learned
August 19th, 2010 — Poems for Children, Quickies
I learned a lesson Very well; I picked a cat up By its tail!
Wheels Deal
August 5th, 2010 — Life with Children
“Dad, I’ll mow the lawn And clean the garage, If you’ll let me have Grandmother’s old Dodge.” “You think you deserve Your own set of wheels? Go get a hair cut, Before you make deals.” “Jesus and Samson Both had long hair, To make me cut mine Is not being fair.” “The way they wore [...]
Never Ever Be Late
August 2nd, 2010 — Poems for Grownups
It was a goodbye party For the village’s lone priest. He’d served them for twenty years; They were giving him a feast. Chosen speaker for the night Was a local politician; Well known for his large ego, And proud of his position Everyone had finished eating, But the speaker was running late. The priest asked, [...]
Wayne Edwards is a native Texan, graduate of Texas A&M University, and retired Air Force officer. He lives, with his wife Ruth, on a fish farm in Texas, in an underground house he built himself. Wayne can be reached via e-mail at 