In darkness, shadows hide Unseen by misting eyes. But who might seek the softer side Of phantoms and their cries? Those that drift to indigo
I can remember when you danced from side to side, Your seat and panels Tuck-N-Rolled in Naugahyde. One-half ton,
Gone are the women with buttons an… Bright feathered hats and covered-… Long dresses, with flair, that spr… All tucked in that basket where Y… Gone are the Top-Hats, Gold-watc…
All the witches stoop and stir their smoking cauldrons While Warlocks choose the things that go within And the Wizards hide
The disconcerted Porcupine, Waddles it’s way across the manicu… Paying no mind to the Calico Cat That learned it’s lesson weeks ago… Mockingbirds chase their siblings
Hig-ah-la-digly, round and wiggly, Curles, dimples and apple pie, Running ‘round the running rooms, Connecting with all, that aren’t s… Hig-ah-la-digly, round and wiggly,
Cousin Wilber built an outhouse, But it’s not like all the rest, Its varnished oak, cedar lined, And engraved with the family crest… He’s got a turbine vent on top
I am put upon and drained Up in the Willow’s highest branch… So, I linger in the shadows of it… However I shall never render blame
There’s a wee little Bumper, A sidewalk toe-stumper, And he’s sitting like “Thumper” On the edge of a step. He knows where he’s head’n,
Too many walks in the park, dear… Yellow speckled freckles on fields… Autumn used her brush In a hurried rush Now Winter finds grays in which t…
The breezes carried the scent of h… To the nose, to the nostrils, of t… And she bounded for the trees, wit… Right past the cows and the sway-b… She dined with them, daily, near t…
Tis the night of the Purple Rose When the Leopard seeks a place to… In the shepherd’s garden she finds… And into its branches she shall le… And into its branches she does lea…
There’s a sign on the bartender’s… “This rule applies to us all! We don’t throw drunks in the stree… That’s unsightly and wouldn’t be n… We just leave them right where the…
The old woman was knitting, seated… The afternoon was warm and the gar… Then she closed her eyes so memori… And her knitting found its way to… Suddenly, a cougar appeared from t…
“Over the river and through the wo… To Grandmother’s house we go. ...… But it’s not the wolf I worry abo… It’s those Blank-ah-de-Blank Bug… Those with wings and those with le…
