I have keychains and stars,
but not a key...
Traffic light cycled
no one moved yet no one honked...
Bend the knees, lower the butt
To pick up that penny, the only thought...
Cursed day, all your
energies are spent...
Martin arrived yesterday,
he is here for a week...
My six year old nephew,
Gets his nursery rhymes in my head...
Losing things was always my curse
I need somewhere for my things to immerse...
Black and white is the collie of her hair,
Quickly vanishing like a ninja in thin air...
Random crap that is eventually going to come up
In ways that get me in sessions weekly...
An old toothless woman
Is setting in the back seat of a taxi...
She: Darling where are you?
He: At home, tired and I want to sleep ... and...
Jester James-
Caught lurking in alleyways...