Going Bananas
One banana, two
walking along with knapsacks
What do they carry?
The other night on the drive home I saw two people in banana suits. With back packs. I wondered if they carried trail mix, and if the trail mix had bananas in it, and if they ate the trail mix, would they be cannibals? Bananabals? Bananabals TM. Yeah people, trademarked it.
Monday, December 17, 2012
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
Strange Bird
Strange Bird
Fly away, strange bird
place your turkey wattle neck
on the farmer's block
This haiku is not about a bird. This haiku is about a man. With a turkey neck. Who treated me poorly. Turkey-neck man done did me wrong.
Fly away, strange bird
place your turkey wattle neck
on the farmer's block
This haiku is not about a bird. This haiku is about a man. With a turkey neck. Who treated me poorly. Turkey-neck man done did me wrong.
Tuesday, December 11, 2012
My Platitude
My Platitude
Ho! Suck it, John Tesh!
Ameliorate elsewhere
like a well bottom
A few weeks ago I was riding with a friend who was rapid-fire changing radio stations. He paused for a few seconds when he came to the dulcet tones of John Tesh's lush voice. I looked at my friend, smiling sweetly, hoping silently that he would for the love of Jesus and all that is holy change the station. I bit my lip. I smiled more broadly. I sweated profusely. I thought about grabbing the wheel and crashing the car. I waited as long as I could before I could wait no more, when finally "Suck it John Tesh!" came tumbling out of my mouth. My friend looked at me for a moment and then changed the station.
Ho! Suck it, John Tesh!
Ameliorate elsewhere
like a well bottom
A few weeks ago I was riding with a friend who was rapid-fire changing radio stations. He paused for a few seconds when he came to the dulcet tones of John Tesh's lush voice. I looked at my friend, smiling sweetly, hoping silently that he would for the love of Jesus and all that is holy change the station. I bit my lip. I smiled more broadly. I sweated profusely. I thought about grabbing the wheel and crashing the car. I waited as long as I could before I could wait no more, when finally "Suck it John Tesh!" came tumbling out of my mouth. My friend looked at me for a moment and then changed the station.
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