On the Defensive
You can’t blame me, Ms. Mosquito.
You gave me no other choice.
You, with your dive-bombing needle nose,
and your annoying, whiny voice.
You attacked and put me on the defensive.
I’ll tolerate no more bites from you.
You’re an itchy nuisance.
Farewell, Ms. Mosquito. I bid you, adieu!
* * * * *
That’s Just Silly!
Have you ever seen a giraffe wearing a scarf?
Imagine how long that scarf would be.
Have you ever heard a toad play a saxophone?
Now that would be something to see!
What if pigs carried parasols
to protect them from the sun?
What if cows could dance a jig?
Wouldn’t that be fun?
Chase those cobwebs out of your brain.
Let your imagination run free.
Don’t be afraid that someone will complain,
“Oh! That’s just silly!”
* * * * *
You took the last cookie?
How could you? I was saving that for me!
I was going to enjoy it
with a nice cup of tea.
Oh well, never mind.
You won’t hear drama from me.
I won’t make a fuss.
I won’t whine and cuss.
I’ll just have an apple instead.
No chocolate chips, no crunchy nuts,
just healthy fruit...
grumble, grumble, mutter, mutter, munch.