Oh, Nonsense!

 

Oh, Nonsense!

 

 

Morning Blooms

 

Morning blooms in streaks so bright

 

Offspring of the fertile night

 

And soon they’ll dance beneath the moon

 

And with the morn again will bloom.

 

 

 

Look Both Ways

 

Never, never, said old Fred

 

Fail to look beneath the bed.

 

And never ride one point of view

 

And cling to it when there are two.

 

Just as when you ride a bike,

 

Or walk a mile, or ride a trike,

 

Always, always look around

 

Right side up and upside down.

 

You seldom see it with one glance,

 

Especially true with new romance.

 

 

Grasshoppers

 

When a grasshopper hops, is it always in the grass?

 

If they’re high up a tree do they come down really fast?

 

Do they lose their power of leaping if they’re higher off the turf?

 

Do they grasp the error they made before they splatter on the earth?

 

 

 

Money Trouble

 

A dollar bill is faster than anything I know.

 

I put it in my pocket, hoping it will stay,

 

But then I go to reach for it and it’s gone away.

 

Even fastest sprinters cannot move that fast.

 

Dollar bills are wicked fast, no wonder they don’t last.

 

 

 

Count Down to Midnight

 

I promised I’d go early and climb into my bed,

 

But promises are hard to keep, as has often been said

 

Make some food, read a book, turn on the TV

 

Time just races on and on, or it seems to me.

 

I never quite get settled, though trying as I might.

 

Time to pour just one more drink before it chimes midnight.

 

 

Packaging

 

I pulled a loaf of bread off the grocer’s shelf today

 

And read the label on the loaf, just to see what it would say.

 

Here is what I found today, as I went down the line,

 

I do care for my health, so I read them all the time.

 

No gluten and no soy and no dairy and no meat

 

No sugar and no chemicals to sweep me off my feet.

 

No butter or faux seasoning, no this and that, it said

 

No animals were harmed in the making of this bread.

 

The packaging quite colorless and quite light for bread.

 

When I opened up the loaf, I found another sign.

 

This bread loaf has no flavor, and no taste and you will find.

 

The label’s just for reading and for covering our behind.