Out on the Porch
With practiced ease, Bob takes his sharpened blade and presses it against Jack’s auburn skin. He says that there’s no …
Category: Humor
The Last Resort
There is a secret hideaway, idyllic, out of reach of poets, where our muses congregate. They gather on the golf …
All in the Same Boat
You’re late! Forgive me, just a little joke I use to put my passengers at ease. Or otherwise some newly …
The Dawning of the Age of Aquariums
Encoded in this pebble that I found one May Day morn, (I swear to you it’s true), are secrets that …
Heaven Forbid!
“Are these the famous Pearly Gates? And are you that Saint Peter? I’ve heard of both, of course, but always …
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[ From out the Frozen North he comes ]
From out the Frozen North he comes,Areek of fetid sugarplums;He bears a sharpened blood-cord caneAnd drags behind an emerald chain. …
You’ll See
Oh the Whos are who-whoing, they do that a lot. How I wish I could silence them with a garrote. They …