Category: Poetry

A cabbage and a lettuce Thought they looked so much alike, They took a trip together On a tiny three-wheeled trike. They were going much too fast, Speeding is against the law, They ran out on the freeway Where they ended up as slaw.

The porcupine, as we all know, Is not a cuddly creature. He always seems on pins and needles And sharp retorts are his main feature. The porcupine is, by nature, Always slightly out of joint. And if you try to argue with him, He’ll make certain that you get his point. Now Mr. and Mrs. […]

He’s careful of the things he does And of the things he eats for food. Just when you think he’s quite a sage He goes and gets himself tattooed! He doesn’t smoke, he doesn’t drink, Such habits he has soundly booed. Just as you think he’s one smart guy He goes and gets himself tattooed. […]

Have you seen my grandma? She’s been gone for days. She really got caught up In that stupid walking craze. She was way too quick to listen To the things that people say. Someone told her she should walk At least five miles every day. So if you see my grandma Will you kindly let […]

When I was young I heard Dad say That God had thrown my mold away. So why do grownups always start To claim my every body part? My curly hair, a fiery red, Grandpa’s bald, but still he said While throwing me high in the air, “You know you’ve surely got my hair.” Of course […]