Oh, the heat we have in Texas makes a cat meow It burns the paws of doggies and tans the hides of cows The tar it gets so hot, that when you cross the street Make sure to wear your shoes or burn the bottoms of your feet.
I know a little thing; it’s how to play the guitar Sometimes it takes me little, sometimes it takes me far I’m as good as some, not as good as most I love that I can play it, but do not like to boast.
I was sitting so comfortably in my chair When on my face, I found a stray hair Where did it come from? How long was it there? I jumped straight up from my comfortable chair.
My social media suffers a lot Too many irons in more than one pot A potential gig wants to see my fans Hopping from the fire to the frying pan.
A concrete world, neon flashing lights, Deep fried dainties on a Saturday night.
As the bullies shadow fell again and again The boy tried, ducked, weaved, eyes darting Surely someone would step in and help him But all that was done, was tossed to him As he fell, astonished and defeated to the ground.
I’m good when the scale doesn’t go very high But when it does, sometimes, I cry The older I get, the harder it seems To reach the magical weight of my self limiting dreams.
The following is my response to the slap to the face of an Oscar presenter at last nights televised event. Unleashed Anger ~ be me ~ 3.28 2022 There was an awards ceremony once was filled with grace Until in a fit of uncontrolled anger a man slapped a face…
I wonder upon this night about those in Ukraine Fleeing their country, stricken with pain How much can the human spirit endure? War is contagious, we must find a cure.
These old hands from child to grace Touched the troubled, held in place These old hands hold those I love Angered hearts, fleeting dove.