in my dreams (haiku)
i lay in her arms...
autumnal leaves makes
finding my doggy's whoopsies...
Tears pitter patter
onto my waiting keyboard...
Beer and cashews?
Ever had a craven for a raven? What are you nuts...
Some call me a curse
Because according to them I torment them...
I met a honey of a Bee
She was hovering just above the petals of the...
From the deep dark earth I plucked the worm red...
Onto the hook attached to line I flicked the pole...
Are you in a State of Flux?
No,* Mein Schatz, you won’t find it on any of...
Nothing reduces
to groveling crybaby...
Picnics were made for rain
I’ll put it into this ballad...
My old friend was very keen
on rigid flexibility...
Mid-Day At The Mercado
(To the tune of Midnight at the Oasis...