Category: A Writer’s Life

Do you know a famous poet? They are few and far between. Dead poets are the only Famous poets that I’ve seen. So don’t ask me if I’m famous, I hope I have a ways to go, ‘Cause dead poets are the only Famous poets that I know.

I have a neighbor I don’t like He messes up my hair. He never does it to my sis And I don’t think that’s fair. A friend said I should mess his up, “Turn about” is what it’s called. “I can’t do that,” I told my friend, “Because my neighbor’s head is bald!”

Sis said, “It’s raining cats and dogs!” I was eating apple strudel. She said before she came inside, That she had stepped into a poodle. She watched me as I penned these lines And told me it should be a crime, For poets to add useless words To try and make their verses rhyme. My […]

I would like to send, to those in charge, A most important small petition. From time to time, I would like to end My sentence with a preposition. In the words of Winston Churchill, When he at last put down his foot, “That’s one rule of the English language, Up with which I will not […]

I just wrote my sixth book. It’s great to be alive! I’ll dedicate it to my family, They bought the other five.