GRANDMA AND GRANDPA… a funny poem

Whenever grandma did the laundry

Grandpa would go to town and steal

Sometimes he just stole candy

But, one time he stole a wheel

Woman Standing Near Yellow-petaled Flower

And grandma never knew it

Grandpa was a sneaky cuss

Until the Sheriff came a callin’

Haulin’ grandpa off in cuffs

Handcuffs, Shackles, Guilty, Sentence

Now, grandma was a sly one

In her own respectful way

She loved old grandpa feircly

And she couldn’t let him stay

Locked up in a jail cell

Full of criminals and such

So, she packed up the Sawsall

And went to town in their old bus

White Orange Van Scale Model

Sneaking ’round the jailhouse

She peaked into the room

Where grandpa paced the jail cell

Red-faced a rose in bloom

She gave him a “come-hither”

And at the window did he squint

She cut those bars right out of there

And out the hole he went

Jail, Fake, Art, House Wall, Door

That was twenty years ago

We’ve never seen them since

A bank was hit that very night

And, still today it makes some wince

To think our two grandparents

Would end up on the lamb

As that apple didn’t fall too far

You’ll never guess just where I am

Landscape Photography of Trees on Shoreline

AN OBSEQUIOUS RABBIT… a poem

Rabbit, Hare, Bunny, Costume, Animal

The ramblings of an obsequious rabbit

Have inhabited my thoughts for decades on end

How can it be that a hare such as he

Paused my imagination time and again

You’d think I’d know better after all these years

Of that cute little nose and big floppy ears

That carrots and lettuce and who knows what else

Would harden these eyes to its beautiful pelt

But don’t think me cruel as it was his own fault

I’d built fences, filled holes to make the thing halt

Yet obsession, the little furry creature possessed

Made a martyr of that bunny to all the rest

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The Tin Cup Harpsichord… a silly poem

The tin cup harpsichord

Sounds, tinny, at its best

Not a soul can play it, no

It should be laid to rest

But Rooster Oscar Blatherbeat

Just has to try his hand

He thinks the sound is pretty

So, he placed it in his band

No one has the heart to say

“You fool!  You’re so tone deaf!”

As they let him play

Everyday

C, F and G bass clef