Monthly Archives: September 2010

Oh, you said tackle football. I’m sorry, I misheard. I guess I got the football part, But missed the other word. Perhaps that’s why the quarterback Stopped and scratched his head. He thought that I would tackle him, But I … Continue reading →

Danny always seemed to have a finger up his nose, His parents cringed and told him, “Dan, that’s really gross.” “You’re like a dirty doggy, digging for a bone,” “Stop doing it this instant, and leave your nose alone.” But … Continue reading →