If you’re ever taking a walk
And you’re an amateur mime named Jean-Jacques
You’d be an unlucky bloke
If you had a stroke
But oh, how the viewers would talk!
Tag Archives: Mimes
This Is The Crap I Write At 11:20
The little box on my watch
That tells me the date
Is taunting me with
What might have been my fate,
For it says “23,”
But it’s halfway away
Towards the “24” sign
That means it’s the next day.
I think I’m in meltdown,
To have my mind be so blank
For two days in a week.
I have job security to thank.
And for those East of Cali,
Who missed today’s rhymes:
If I could I’d email you
A cage full of mimes.
Filed under Poems
The Art Of Heisting
I saw a priceless piece of art
Hanging on your wall.
I dug a slit beneath it
Into which it could fall.
I shook the house forcefully
With a wrecking ball,
And now to find the painting,
Through rubble I must crawl.
It seemed a good idea
For thieving at the time.
Your house was so unguarded
And perfect for a crime,
And the painting was so beautiful
It’d sell for quite a dime.
Alas, my plan was vetted
By an unreliable mime.
So because of my planner’s silence
I made a lot if noise
With the pretense of stealing
Your super pretty toys.
I hope I’ll find a better partner
Among the orange-jumpsuited boys.
Ah, the art of heisting
And all its simple joys.
Filed under Poems
The Daily Travesty 