Saturday, May 30, 2009

My Martian Encounter


I once had a love afar with a Martian from afar
I say that’s unique but you may think I’m bazaar
I’ll tell you the story as I play my guitar
Just have a seat and this nice Cuban cigar

It was seen near and far in a bright neon glow
And no one realized what gifts it would bestow
I was curious, I just had to know
So I ran right in to it and screamed HELLO

Out he came, reminiscent of a character in a cartoon
And we were suddenly under the glow of the silvery moon
He began to sing to me and that just made me swoon
Next thing I knew, we were skinny dipping in the blue lagoon

He was moving very fast but I took it all in stride
I said let’s travel the moon and stars, you can be my guide
We enjoyed the ride with each other, side by side
Who knew that our hearts would just instantly collide

Things were so great but now I’m left with a scar
Because he disappeared quickly in his space car
The moral, never drink what a Martian offers in a jar
I did and thirteen kids later I’m a welfare superstar

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Special thanks to my Martian babysitters
~~ sheila a, Michelle K, RAIDEN, Lady (Cheryl) Death, BD

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Friday, May 29, 2009

Cat Burglar of Dreams

Blogophilia 13.2 Topic: Maximum Exposure
(hard, 2pts): Incorporate a quote from a favorite poem
(easy, 1pt): feature a mugshot
Final day to post: June 1st, midnight GMT.

In an attempt to gain maximum exposure, Chester began sleeping on the job. He had tried everything else and figured learning through osmosis was the key to success. If it didn’t work out at least he’d get a good catnap out of it so he figured that he couldn’t lose. His head has been in worse places… let’s just say that a head’s no place for underwear!

One fine even as Chester decided to do a little overtime. He had been working on gaining all the knowledge he needed to capture a play thing that he had been seeing scampering around the patio. It was bigger than the ordinary mouse and had a bushy tail rather than the naked skinny ones he was used to seeing. Chester would often catch Bushy Tail watching him through the window as he was getting his on the job training and he figured that was just more learning for him. This particular evening Fred, Chester’s human, left the window open and Bushy Tail chewed his way in.

Bushy Tail scampered around the house looking for things to eat and he just kept shoving things into his mouth. Chester wondered where he was keeping it all and eventually curiosity got the cat, he had to get up to get a closer look. In stealth mode he snuck up on Bushy Tail, he sat back on his haunches and then sprang through the air preparing to pounce. Bushy Tail was slyer than the average rodent and he turned and pounced at Chester! They met mid air and fell in a heap onto the floor and began brawling. He was quickly realizing that his human was right when he tried to tell him he was sleeping on the wrong kind of mouse. Next time he will need to find one with a bushy tail rather than the naked one!

Bushy Tail was definitely winning the fight so it was a good thing that Chester’s human walked in the door at just the right moment. Bushy Tail flew through the air to pounce on Chester one last time and his human smacked him with his golf club knocking him to the ground. Bushy Tail was out for the count! Chester’s human had a thing for stuffing dead animals but since Bushy Tail was only stunned he figured a mugshot would suffice this time. Chester likes to think of it as his souvenirs for a job well done and keeps it near the wind as a reminder to Bushy Tail!

convicted Pictures, Images and Photos

Poem quote is courtesy of As Soon as Fred Gets Out of Bed by Jack Prelutsky.

As soon as Fred gets out of bed,
his underwear goes on his head.
His mother laughs, "Don't put it there,
a head's no place for underwear!"
But near his ears, above his brains,
is where Fred's underwear remains.

At night when Fred goes back to bed,
he deftly plucks it off his head.
His mother switches off the light
and softly croons, "Good night! Good night!"
And then, for reasons no one knows,
Fred's underwear goes on his toes.

Saturday, May 23, 2009

No Regret


When I think of you
There is sadness, no regret
You helped shape my life

Thursday, May 21, 2009

Take the Leap

Blogophilia 12.2 Topic: The Quandary
(hard, 2pts): Incorporate a foreign language
(easy, 1pt): Mention a Chuck Norris movie
Final day to post: May 25th, midnight GMT.

To be adventurous or not, that is the quandary.
One can live the safe life or jump off the deep end.
Which path do you choose; do you ever veer off of it?

You don’t have to be Evel Knievel or a motor cross geek
but do you take chances or just the occasional peek?

Being a firewalker is not a must
but sometimes being safe is just plain unjust.

Better safe than sorry is often the thought
but being too cautious may lead to naught.

A leap of faith is sometimes what you need to take.
Just don’t jump the shark, you don’t want that heartache.

Zu abenteuerlichen oder nicht das ist die quandary.
Kann man leben, das sichere Leben oder springen aus dem tiefen Ende.
Welchen Weg wählen Sie Haben Sie sich auch schon Veer aus der ?

The last stanza is a repeat of the first, in German.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Sea Prince

Blogophilia 11.2 Topic: When Sheep Dance
(hard, 2pts): Incorporate an outstanding person in their field
(easy, 1pt): include a swim in the ocean

A prince of a man is what you will find,
he will ease all the stress on your mind.

Walk by the water and follow his trail
but you’ll have to be quick, not like a snail
for when the tide breaks the path will be cleared
but its disappearance should not be feared.

Just keep walking straight, follow the shore.
There will be other signs you just can’t ignore.

If the sun gets too hot, take a swim in the ocean
and don’t be afraid of any sudden commotion.
When the birds cry and when the sheep dance
you’ll think that you have been put in a trance.

Just accept the strange sight, continue alone
and don’t let this trip be your last swan song.

You may come to find that there is no man at all
but your ultimate reward won’t be trite and small.
The trip will be worth it, your mind will be free
the man, he is there, but he hides in the sea.

Just in case it needs pointing out, Prince is the outstanding person in their field:-)

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Hamming It Up For Blogophilia

Blogophilia 10.2 Topic: Welcome to my Working Week
Bonus points
(hard, 2pts): Use a palindrome.
(easy, 1pt): Incorporate a folk remedy.

Welcome to my working week
you are always welcome to take a peek.
It’s nothing great but it’s a check,
no pain in the arsh but sometimes the neck.

When the pain’s too much it’s Grandma’s cherry juice,
Her homemade recipie, that get’s me loose.
It’s been in the family, handed down by mom
made with special cherries that are quite the bomb.

Out in the open I may get swine flu,
my head may spin and I could turn blue.
I’ll always have trusty remedies so I won’t die
and as grandma says, I’ll see pigs fly.

Sunday, May 3, 2009

Frozen Pepto


I knew it from the very start
rolling out of bed I prepare to dart.
Tripping down the empty halls
trying to avoid the intruding walls.

My senses awaken by the smell
of hot cinnamon buns, diet farewell.
Tomorrow I will curse my tummy
for eating something so very yummy.

And when it’s feeling quite sour and gummy
I won’t go crying to my mummy.
I’ll suffer through it, I’ll be strong
and I’ll get past it, it won’t take long.

Some Pepto my help sooth the ache,
a cherry coating for my sweet mistake.
I’ll check the medicine cabinet but it’ll be bare.
I’ll be a little upset and think life isn’t fair.

For then it’s cherry that I’ll be craving
and I’ll remember a frozen treat I’ve been saving.
I’ll quench that craving with some Ben & Jerry’s,
their famous Garcia is loaded with cherries.

Fellow snacking cohorts Lady "Cheryl" Death, Mikey, Colleen, The Chairman, Michelle K, Ev

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