Dog Tornado

Are those pillows to your liking? Since you’ve spread them everywhere? Are you packing to go hiking? You sure took time arranging, there I do not get it, little dude Why must you make a mess? To be frank, it’s kinda rude Can you not just chill and rest? All the blankets, all the throws … More Dog Tornado

Dog Breath

What do you do when you’re faced with a curse? A fate that is worse than your death? A thing that can just be described as the worst A thing that is Baxter’s dog breath? I usually let him jump onto my lap It’s not a big deal, normally But when I wake up after … More Dog Breath

Da Boyds

There lives a small famiwee, I call dem da Boyds They are so pwetty and so vewy cute I love to watch them frowick and pway Everwy day on my morning commute Dey live in a howse dats made out of straw Da parwents, dey must be da best All of da time da Boyds … More Da Boyds

My Dog is Famous

Oooookay! Where do I even begin? I suppose a little background context is a good place to start. So my dog, Mr Baxter, has a nasty habit of chewing his leashes. He’s pretty much the perfect pup outside of that one annoying, economically burdening trait. Most of my brainstorming for writing is done with a … More My Dog is Famous

The Tiki Torches: 3

“Alright, everyone. This evening we have an excellent opportunity to show these people just what we mean. We’ve tolerated centuries of oppression, decades of condescension, and countless years of bigotry! I say unto you all, stand up for your rights! Stand up for your freedoms! Stand up for the God Given, inherent capabilities of existing … More The Tiki Torches: 3

The Writers Marquee

The gloves are off!  It’s heating up And when you think They’ve said enough They bounce right back  To add a punch A right, a left This scribbling bunch Some shout, some SCREAM! Yet others wait Through subtle pokes  Their points, they bait Until they land  That final blow When socks blow off And minds … More The Writers Marquee

Jellyfish

Oh, won’t you just look How she swoons. Don’t you wish She’d just get her own room? That smug, prissy, pompous fish Ugh, all the glamour  All the glint, all the glee Get over yourself, fishy You think you’re pretty? Ha! All we fish  Swim around, making fun As you duck lip your way Thinking … More Jellyfish

The Gentleman

Chivalrys dead! Or so it is said On this, I ponder quite long It’s really no chore Kindly holding your door Yet you glare, like something is wrong  It’s fine! Some will sneer I’ll get it! They’ll jeer Independent, a woman am I Your help? I’ve no need These mouths, he shall feed Career driven, … More The Gentleman