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Category Archives: Little Ditties
Because… 1) it has been hotter than Dutch love here all summer and… 2) Illinois is now an honorary member of the Saharan League and… 3) the city fathers had the bright idea to cut down most of the trees … Continue reading
The English language is complicated. And the American slang version of it is just plain weird. Take the way we refer to going to the bathroom. In the colloquial, this is referred to as “taking a dump”. What taking? There is no … Continue reading
A selection of verses. VIII Whether at Potosi or Farmington, Whether the Cup with Jack or Boone’s Farm run, The Wine of Life keeps oozing drop by drop, The cigarette ashes of Life keep falling one by one. IX … Continue reading
Ode To A Tree In Summer I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree. While lying in a leafy glade In summer’s heat, the blessed shade. But when dog days get even hairier, I long, instead, for … Continue reading
I lay me down upon my bed, To seek a little sleep. Begins the drip, begins the hack, No rest – no dreaming deep. It does no good, I cannot breathe, Downstairs I go to find Some solace from the … Continue reading