Category Archives: Poems

“SPF 50” Means 50 Seconds Of Safety

“Put on some sunscreen,” they said,

“Or else you’ll get all burnt and red.”

Now my flesh is peeling

And I have the feeling

That I have been grossly misled.

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The Fundraiser

Silver-hairs in folding chairs

Look on an empty stage

Seeing each other and waiting for

Songs from a different age.

Performers enter all dressed in black

And make a brassy sound

All with the hope these rich old folks

Will help them stay around.

Monarchies, Shakespeare, the elder arts

Rely on good old cash

And silver people are prone too oft

Return to dust and ash.

And so we ask you younger folk

With all your real hair

To listen to some new old songs

And learn, we hope, to care.

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Truth Hurts

We are all mermaids

Who evolved to live on land

And not sing as much.

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And For June’s Bingo Card…

Donald and Elon sitting in a tree

T.W… oops… X.I.N.G.

First come threats

War comes later

And wait, is that Kanye playing mediator?

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It Rhymes With Duck (And It’s One Of The Words Timmy CAN Spell)

Timmy was a troubled child

Who wouldn’t do his work.

When Timmy didn’t pass his class

His mom became a jerk

And met with Timmy’s principal:

“If Timmy doesn’t walk

“At graduation, your boss and I

“Will have a little talk.”

Well the principal’s salary

Is based on graduation rate

So he waived Timmy’s missing stuff

And got thanked by the state.

Timmy is a graduate.

The principal got paid.

Society got a synoym

For “screwed” and “loved” and “laid.”

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That Moment Before Sleep

Pillow soft and cool

Sheets are clean. My feet are sore.

Now I have to pee.

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Goldreck The Obtuse Didn’t Apply His Social Emotional Learning Outcomes

Today I learned in school

That everyone’s equally cool

So I wore my knickerbocker.

Now I’m cool inside my locker.

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Pride Month Makes Saving Money Easier

So today I went out to eat

And a rainbow was on my receipt.

Inspired, I resolved

To not get involved

Buying anything ‘til I feel July’s heat.

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But Jell-O, Pasta, Potatoes, Tacos… All Fair Game

I think when you turn 40

You get a superpower

To make any food into a salad.

But when you’re 45

The option to use vegetables

Besides celery suddenly becomes invalid.

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Diamonds Are Forever… Like Taxes

“Nothing gold can stay“

Is another way to say

If you’re male and not gay

You’re gonna have to pay.

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