you keep recollecting:
chicken, salmon, carrots,
potato. beef. this is dog food.
“every pet deserves the best.”
a cartoon canine opines.
people however. you keep seeing how it goes.
cardboard, glass, benches meant to keep
one from going horizontal. evil is subtle
these days. you keep thinking
“what would jesus do?”
but you already know the answer.
Well, it looks like I've majorly lapsed on the poem-a-day habit. Not to worry. I'm taking a short break to finish the Balkey story line....
“What,” the young, scarred and scabbed Scib said, “did Mr. Pin calm him – Bixson-” And Balkey closed the gap as soon as the word left the...
Tell him Coral has finally gone sour and the Pin is as crooked as we all thought,” fryed Balkey and eyed the straight and tall, the...