Twas the night before Christmas
And no stores were alive...
My psychedelic frog is lost
he must be found at any cost...
Losing
Ones...
I will
love her...
Many wake to snow today
On paths that once were dusty grey...
Hey, pops,
a mob of moms mock mom mopping malls...
wibble wobble-ling
through life is fun when you ride...
I’M OUT OF SHAPE!
I’m really out of shape as I reach for another...
Why is that the things I write
start with a simple thought...
Little bobby heard the bell and he knew it was...
He was very, very hungry and was ready to start...
autumnal leaves makes
finding my doggy's whoopsies...
When I'm taking things
to a new level it's stuff...