March
March Seven wild turkeys strut Across the snow. A deer stops To watch them go by.
March
Seven wild turkeys strut Across the snow. A deer stops To watch them go by.
Censoring Seuss
Censoring Seuss According to a 2019 study by researchers from The Conscious Kid’s Library and the University of California at San Diego, Dr. Seuss’s early books, “If I Ran The Zoo,” “And To think That I saw It On Mulberry Street,” “McElligot’s Pond,” “Scrambled Eggs Super!” “The Cat’s Quizzer,” and “On Beyond Zebra” all contain
Censoring Seuss
Censoring Seuss According to a 2019 study by researchers from The Conscious Kid’s Library and the University of California at San Diego, Dr. Seuss’s early books, “If I Ran The Zoo,” “And To think That I saw It On Mulberry Street,” “McElligot’s Pond,” “Scrambled Eggs Super!” “The Cat’s Quizzer,” and “On Beyond Zebra” all contain
The Twa Corbies
There were two corbies sat in a tree, Doun, a-doun, hey, doun, a-doun There were two corbies sat in a tree, Wi’ a doun, There were two corbies sat in a tree And they were as black as black maun be, Wi’ a doun, derry, derry, derry doun, doun The ane o’ them said to
Two Bad Cats
Two Bad Cats You knew it was wrong To knock the clock down From the table and make it go bong. You knew I’d see red If you jumped on the bed And ran over my belly and head. And let me repeat: You don’t get any treats Till you’ve eaten up all of your
The Arrow and the Song
The Arrow and the Song I shot an arrow in the air. It fell to earth I know not where; For so swiftly it flew, the sight Could not follow it in flight. I breathed a song into the air. It fell to earth I know not where; For who has sight do keen and
Beautiful Soup
Soup, soup, beautiful soup! Soup of the evening, beautiful soup! Beautiful soup, so rich and green, Waiting in a hot tureen, Who for such dainties would not stoop? Soup of the eee-vening, Byooo-tiful soup! The Mock Turtle’s Song, from Lewis Carroll’s “Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland”
Either/Or
Either/Or More snow today. Is Mother Nature getting Forgetful, or mad?
Spring In New Hampshire
Spring In New Hampshire The snow is still deep on the ground. The temperature’s in the low teens. The robin’s not making a sound. The edge of the wind is still keen. The longer I live here, the more I believe That the deep freeze is followed only by sun burn And skeeters that sting