The fence we chose to have and divide Is based upon beliefs, our morals and pride The fence can reach way high up to the sky We can’t see each other; no matter how hard we try. The fence can be brick, thick and strong Blocking out opinions both right…
Elmer J. Fudd is ready to put up a fight To ensure his 2nd Amendment rights Seems he has lost his gun Because it was offensive to everyone. He use to say, “Shhhhh, be very, very quiet” But now they blame his guns on the riots So Elmer’s mad and going…
Basura cat saw me step on the scale and cry “Oh, my!” she exclaimed, “That’s so very high!” I sighed and stepped back off of the scale As she jumped on with a swish of her tail “Tell me how much do I weigh, Tell me now, tell me now,…
At any given hours, I like to write I do it in the day, and all through the night It’s my world of escape, my way to cope It’s keeps me tethered to hope, like a rope. When I do, one thing is always true Basura cat wants to write…
It’s like we were walking our usual life’s walk, you walking yours at your pace, me at mine. Then suddenly a huge gust of wind caught all of us from behind and blew us towards the cliffs edge, the only way to not go over, was to grab the hands…
It saddens me deeply that it comes to a point where laws have to be passed, fines levied in order to get people to do the right thing. We were given a chance to shine as caring for each other ~ upon the world's stage, we failed. Today the city…
Teams were being picked. What side to choose, what side has a better chance of winning? I picked the side that looked most like me, finding the familiar friendly Backs to the wall, waiting for the whistle to blow Then a mad dash to the centerline, to try and grab…
Basura cat swiped the Disinfecting Wipes She held them in her paws so tight When I asked for one, she didn’t care She waved me away, with her paw up in the air My cat has never been this way Until COVID-19 came to stay Now she licks her paws…
Basura Cat has so much charm She likes to put her head on my arm She lies on my lap, her arm over my leg If I were a beer, she would be my keg. I told her when we first met That I was looking for a non-needy pet…
Basura cat stole the TV remote She hid it in the pocket of my winter coat She fights with me over our favorite shows She thought I wouldn’t find it until it snows I said, “Well now you’ve done a bad thing Because now we can’t watch anything!” So she…