
I have an extra ligament,
An extra pair of eyes,
Even an extra ear.
Secretly created in a basement,
I woke up on a bed of ice.
I had no choice to be here.
It took me a moment,
But I came to realize
That I might be something to fear.

I have an extra ligament,
An extra pair of eyes,
Even an extra ear.
Secretly created in a basement,
I woke up on a bed of ice.
I had no choice to be here.
It took me a moment,
But I came to realize
That I might be something to fear.

Planned to make bánh mi,
But too many substitutes
No bánh mi for me.
Just a stacked sandwich,
So ban me for no bánh mi,
Though not a bad sub.
I had no baguette,
I used pain de campagne,
A pseudo-bánh mi.
My bánh mi wannabe ingredients for this classic Vietnamese sandwich:

Here when there’s a party to host,
Though gone when needed the most.
Just another friendly ghost.

Image: Pixabay
Unite all humanity,
See through the inanity
Of division and inequality.
Have no lessons been learned
From past acts of people burned?
Blood and tears seem all that’s been earned.
Classicism,
Racism,
Other types of separatism.
All such negativity
Can only create a proclivity
To increase destructivity.
Clearly, the wrong ways;
Let’s stop the craze,
Time to start a new phase.
Speak respectfully,
Have empathy,
Achieve unity . . . and the darkness will lift.

Image: Pixabay
Sudden fury;
No amount of apology
Accepted by this sole jury.
Get ye thee to SlasherMonster Magazine, a mean scene of wackiness and streaks of raciness. Relax for a change; shed your worries and share some funnies.
Here’s a sample of my silliness:
Mr. Whyner
That mister
Is such a whyner.“Why you do dis?”
“Why you do dat?”
“Why you . . .”Enough already!
With my Weedwacker,
I whack off the head of Mr. Whyner.Silence is golden,
My glass bong I be holdin’.For hours I smoke my wacky weed;
I hear a voice – Why am I a bad seed?

Some days are serious and call for decorum. Well, that ain’t happening at SMM this weekend, so go right ahead and throw all that classiness out the window—it’s time to get wacky and maybe a tad obnoxious, too! Pour out all the goofiness from your pores…let it soak into the cyber pages of SlasherMonsterMagazine.
Do you have a wacky poem to share? Perhaps a loony limerick you want to rap? Don’t be shy! Come on over to our house, baby, and let it rrrrrrrip.

Whoa! Things are going to get a little wacky—participate in the SMM event and you’ll have a chance to win a wacky magnet. Let’s face it…you’re crazed, amazed and dazed. Is your refrigerator looking a little too normal? Don’t worry! Ryn’s wacky magnets are full of unique character, just like you!
Give a warm welcome to our ghoulish host, Karina Pinella, who also happens to be insane………
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They jibbered,
They jabbered,
Their words bitter,
Worse than spoiled batter,
Carelessly strewn like leftovers and litter,
Equally bad, both the former and latter.
They push too far their scare and dare,
The situation getting too dire,
Evoking fear
Of who will spark the first fire.

Image: Pixabay
Touch not your fellow co-workers,
Serve well both internal and external stakeholders.
Shred all confidential information,
Lock your computer when going to the john.
Stifle your yawn at meetings,
Imbibe lightly during business gatherings,
Be discreet if you must ask,
“Has anyone seen my flask?”
Maintain a paper-free environment and don’t be dour,
Avoid socializing and merriment until after hours.
Be polite when you ask,
“May I please go home when I finish this task?”

Gluten-free pizza
Use eggplant as pizza crust,
Top with favorites.
Stack or lay them flat
Either way won’t make you fat,
A mean aubergine.
(The cheese doesn’t look fully melted because I used alternative cheese — coconut-based with pea protein isolate)
Ingredients:
Instructions:

Six-word story version:
Cartwright realized he will never sail.
Expanded version — 12-word story:
Land bound, Cartwright accepted his destiny — never to sail the high seas.
Haiku version:
The cart that couldn’t.
On the boardwalk with no sail,
Only treads for wear.
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