Thursday, September 29, 2011

Why fishing sucks so bad.

This poem has been submitted ala Chris Hupp: 

I like fish

It tastes gross
It smells gross
It looks gross

I don't like fish, but fishing is fun

Tuesday, September 27, 2011


Babies have diapers,
they have faces,
and stare.

Babies don't know things,
like math, geography,
or Cher

Monday, September 19, 2011

My alarm goes off

My buddy is calling me

Cha Ching!
He wants money.

I put him down for being poor

I shine him my gold chain

He does to me because he's lonely

Budum Ching!
It's a joke--I don't have gold chains ....... or money .........or friends

Friday, September 16, 2011

Two things at once

Try to focus,
Try all you can
When you do two things at once, my friend
Occasionally you make Spam.

I tried one time to write and sing
To light and swing, but my arm it stings.

Another time I tried to jump
I fell on my rump, right on a stump

Twice I ran, kicked a man,
He shot my mam, and now I'm remorseful about that.

Thursday, September 1, 2011