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The kissing bandit he was called.He’d take the teeth of any man.He’d rob and plunder any townYet kiss the ladies on the hand. The sheriff chased him there and yonThat quicksand frame, that mind of quartz.He’d steal the sheriff’s very … Continue reading →

“I’m at the end of my rope.” The note gave the cause. They looked in the bedroom And he was.

To girls I give a warning It’s easy to confide When a boy writes poetry You’d better run and hide. For when his soul is laden With sweet and mushy rhyme If you plan to leave at all Believe me, … Continue reading →

When you snored last night in bed I got a bit excited. I thought about it long and hard because I had decided That though the snoring keeps me up And I’d rather see that you quit, I realized how … Continue reading →

I think that I have never seen Two eyes so white or face so green. Reflections cast upon the glass Remind me of the distant past When life was full of vibrant power To enjoy each rushing hour. And now … Continue reading →

You little member who boast great things You who no one can tame You who spout forth sweet water and bitter You who weep for what you want And thank not for what you get You scourge with your deadly … Continue reading →

To a teacher who said my poem’s rhyme was out of kilter in one place, (which it was): You criticize my work of art A privilege free for all. But say my rhyme scheme falls apart And you’re beyond your … Continue reading →

Some think that Christmas only comes But once a year when monstrous sums Are spent to try to make a dent In what we should have spent on rent. But Christmas came but once for all And stayed, but not … Continue reading →

I have no problems with the plots or acting of most of the television and movies that I have watched. My problems spring from technicalities that make it difficult for me to know what is going on. First, when a … Continue reading →

I had been broken into once before, with thieves kicking in my kitchen door. Apparently, I came home from night school a bit early and saw the door ajar and lights on where I had not turned them on myself. … Continue reading →