My paper shredder only jams
when I place too much paper in it at once,
or, if I play something
rocking
on my electrical guitar
On the face of it
A ghost hunter
is the least likely hunter
to ever have anything
mounted on their wall
Dummies & alpacas
My mama didn’t raise no dummies —-
she
was
always too drunk
My papa raised dummies
The problem with hippie technology
Though melan-choly
as I may be
I’m also in the mood for some pancakes
& as you can see,
my mood ring doesn’t
factor that into it
Special thanks to Jim Earl of Kennebunk, ME for use of the photo
And when on the internet, please visit his brilliant website: Morning Remembrance
The woodman
The Sandman puts me to sleep at night
— I get that —
but who is it that wakes me
up in the morning?
trefology in crayon no. 1
Light meals
During the American revolution,
when a fair lady prepared you a bowl of macaroni,
— be careful —
lest ye eat a mouthful of feathers
Speed trap
Last night
I passed a kidney-stone
on the highway ——
It startled me because I thought it was a cop
