Poems and Thoughts

ant

Payback

Got bit by an ant
So I bit it back
Guess I won
That incissor attack!

 

Skittles

Skittles

Hello Grandpa, come inside
I know that in your pocket you hide
Something sweet for your little boy.
A chocolate bar or lemon drop
Some Smarties or a Tootsie Pop
Or maybe candy with a toy.

When I reach into your pocket my hand
Will search for household contraband.
For mother doesn’t buy such sweets.
It’s granola bars or veggie chips
Carrots with a fat free dip
These are what we get for treats.

Oh yes! This is no rice cake I feel
As I yank my hand out to reveal
A pack of Skittles shiny new.
Skittles, a rainbow fruity bright
Skittles, a jungle of delight
I’ll eat them all before I’m through.

The top won’t tear, it fights my grip
C’mon, just make a little rip
So I can get one finger in.
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I’m too excited, I pull again.
The top tears off, to my worst fear
As Skittles fly into the air.

I reach and grab to catch them there
For the ten-second rule does not work here.
Father says food that hits the ground
“Goes in the trash or in the hound.”
As I watch my Skittles begin to drop
I wish Gramps had brought a Tootsie Pop.

Skittles, bouncing on the floor
Skittles, dancing out the door
Skittles, in my doggie’s mouth
Skittles, rolling through the house

But not one Skittle do I catch
With Skittles I have met my match

Oh well, guess I’ll just have an apple

 

brain cupcakes

Too Much Multitasking

My brain is full
It overflows
Thoughts are running
Out my nose
Ideas are oozing
From my ears
Dreams are dripping
In my tears
Better write them down
Before they
Disappear

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