Part 1: Domestic Bliss
“Buck . . . buck . . .”
Part 2: Disturbance Behind the Screen
“Kuh . . . kuh . . . KACK . . .”
Part 3: Runaway
“Cluck . . . cluck . . .”
humor
Lobster Role
Dismal chance of a lobster roll call as man hankers for lobster rolls.
[This is a monostich, a single-line poem. To learn more, see https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Monostich].
Pop Goes the Terms of Endearment
Dada
Papa
Daddy
Pop
Father
Fathead.
(Happily, Pa has a sense of humor.)
Cheers!
Here’s to a
Morning with Elvis (100-word story)
Spring fling is in swing. What’s better than having a thing with the King? Yesterday she attended a local amusement park show to hear the singer’s baritone and dance to the beat of his gyrating hips. After the show, their eyes met and held steady. A photo op with the entertainer came next and she ran to his side with arms akimbo. Her chest grazed his and sparks flew. Who knew? One thing led to another after drinks. Alyssa smooches the Polaroid photo of her posing with the Elvis Presley lookalike. His lips are at their sweetest the morning after.
The Remains of Friday
Last day of the week treat,
A sundae on Friday;
Various ice cream flavors all you can eat,
Indulge all day,
As you slog away in your seat.
Great way to end the work week.
My Life as a Weaver
Image: Pixabay
Life got to me —
So did rainy days and Mondays,
That’s why I’m now weaving baskets.
Just for a spell,
Until I can think of a story.
Then, I’ll call myself a story weaver.
A ‘Nuff Said Series: The Big Queasy
Part 1: Imbibe-beery
“Hic!”
Part 2: Over-consumption
“Erp . . .”
Part 3: Eruption
“Unh!”
Image: Pixabay
