When I hear the policeman’s siren, Sometimes I have a hunch That the policeman’s in a hurry ‘Cause he’s heading home for lunch. And when his lights are flashing First red then blue then red. Perhaps his wife has sent him Out after milk and bread.
Entries from August 2025 ↓
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Emergency
August 10th, 2025 — Quickies
I Wish Blackbirds Would Just Shut-Up
August 9th, 2025 — A Writer's Life
A blackbird is the worst of singers, In concerts he cannot join in. He’s ridiculed at singing contests, With his harsh voice he cannot win. A maestro wished to help the bird And purchased a violin for him. The saddened blackbird soon found out, Chance of success with it was slim. A road of cobblestones […]
Quack-Up
August 8th, 2025 — Quickies
He was flying south for the winter. Ducks don’t know how to back-up. Too late he saw the TV tower. He had an awful quack-up!
Professional Student
August 7th, 2025 — General Humor
He came to me, my college son, To tell me things that he had learned. It wasn’t how to pay his way, For self-support he’d always spurned. He said they taught the sun would die In just four hundred million years. I could see why he was concerned, And so I understood his fears. He […]
Moth
August 6th, 2025 — General Humor
I was in my office one night When a strange fellow came right in. He was wearing a set of wings, Antennas and a sheepish grin. He said, “Doc, you have to help me. I keep thinking that I’m a moth. I’ve been flitting around all night And I have a craving for cloth.†I […]

