no oil or pitches
to make tender...
The most tempting food
is whatever you look at...
Be glad your health is not impaired
by some strange illness that is shared...
The cheap thrill
to be tobogganing down the slope...
Turn off all programs
shut your phone off all the way...
Christmas time is here once more
I'm off to shop at every store...
Cars cars,
Driving so fast...
This is a rhyme,
I'm going to do...
This poem,
Is just not meant to be...
Oh my,
With a sugar high...
The vampire is walking,
All through the night...
Touch my leg,
Touch my breast...