Ode to the Star-Nosed Mole

mental expectorations in poetic format (often rhyming...huzzah!), dedicated to my very favorite rodent.

Wednesday, September 19, 2018

The Wolf Who Couldn't Sleep

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There once was a wolf who couldn't sleep His fur was matted and gray His eyes were bloodshot and he felt Lethargic through the day A...
Wednesday, August 8, 2018

How would you like your therapist?

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How would you like your therapist? Neutered? Buxom? Blonde? Neutered: its balls in a velvet sack, tied with a golden thread, locked in a ...

The Imagination has its Feet in a Cement Block

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The imagination has its feet in a cement block And is trying to break free of the head But keeps sinking down into the sea of the un...

Fertility and the Dove

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“Fewer than half of university students were able to correctly identify the age at which a woman’s fertility declines,” said the dove....
Tuesday, August 7, 2018

Wary Healthy

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I’m fit as a fiddle I’m right as rain You’ll never see me sick again I’m back on my feet With a clean bill of health I’m hal...
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