Rose is Rose by Don Wimmer and Pat Brady for August 18, 2023

Reminds me of the little prayer I would recite every morning as I was winding down my career. “Lord, as I make my way through this day I ask you to walk beside me with a guiding hand on my shoulder and the other hand over my mouth. Amen.” Tru story!

No, no, really! It is a lovely poem!

The Walnut Moon can only do so much.

Better to crack the walnuts and bake them into tollhouse cookies.

Tough crowd.

You always have, nutty dreams!

With Murphy, you never know…

Ouch. Burn.

What’s the best that could be said? Uh, it rhymes? (Does it take as long to think up a bad poem as it does to think up a good one?)

Not good, but light years better than Vogon poetry.

Don’t give up your day job.

The squirrel is trying to be another William Butter Yeast, or Robert Frostbite, or Carl Sandbag!

Yes, that creatures not of my species can understand the art I compose.

Squirrels probably go crazy though…..

According to Sandra Boynton, today is Bad Poetry Day. Good job, Squirrel!

Don’t quit your night job.

Conan: Crom, I have never prayed to you before. I have no tongue for it. No one, not even you, will remember if we were good men or bad. Why we fought, or why we died. All that matters is that two stood against many. That’s what’s important! Valor pleases you, Crom… so grant me one request. Grant me revenge! And if you do not listen, then to HELL with you!

Is that talent, or what!

“pest” laureate