Phillicent Pharmy Phillicent Pharmy had a sore arm-y so he stretched it out like a yogi. He started at the shoulder then moved to the elbow bent at the wrist and then-- Oh. Oh no. No. That's not-- Oh my God. Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope. That's not-- No. That ain't right.
Greenest Branch (Skip It) Cache-Cache Spin. Spinning. Spins. Circle black. Cache-cache. Needle set on the track. Far Soul Law Tea Doe Doe Tea Law Soul Far Ray Doe Doe Doe Doe Skip it. Skip it. Spin. Spinning. Spins. O thou greenest branch, skip, skip, my deepest longing, cache-cache, my soul, my, my, my, my soul … Continue reading INKTOBER 2019: Day 24. Dizzy
Look! I bought markers! The Satyr I tell you the truth, this is no lieabout how it was the satyr died:He lived in a grove of shady oakswith other lusty satyr blokes.He chased the nymphs as he was taught,but there was one nymph who would not be caught.He followed her into the forest deepwhere strange … Continue reading INKTOBER 2019: Day 14. Overgrown
There they are! Special Delivery! When you are old and getting frail,There's no need to grieve, to weep or wail--Just ship your dentures to yourself in the mail!And if you wait just a little while,The postman will deliver you back your very own smile!This will be twice as nice, because by then,You will have forgotten … Continue reading INKTOBER 2019: Day 8. Frail
I mean, just look at him--hardly any meat on those bones! Sticks and Stones and Bared Bones Did I ever tell you the story of Gordie Landusky?The boys used to taunt him, 'cause he was, y'know, kinda husky.He tried to tell'em he wasn't fat, he was just big-boned.But they'd spit in his face, and hit … Continue reading INKTOBER 2019: Day 6. Husky
It's just true. You Can't Trust the Weatherman You can't always tell from the weatherman how cold it is--Seems like the measurement is a bit hit or miss.But you can always tell by the state of your skin,No matter the meteorologist's calculation!