Posts filed under 'Laughs'
Let me not to the marriage of true swine
Admit impediments. With his big car
He’s won your heart, and you have punctured mine.
I have no spare; henceforth I’ll bear the scar.
Since women are not worth the booze you buy them
I dedicate myself to Higher Things.
If men deride and sneer, I shall defy them
And soar above Tulse Hill on poet’s wings –
A brother to the thrush in Brockwell Park,
Whose song, though sometimes drowned by rock guitars,
Outlives their din. One day I’ll make my mark,
Although I’m not from Ulster or from Mars,
And when I’m published in some classy mag
You’ll rue the day you scarpered in his Jag.
December 15th, 2007
“As to poetry, you know,” said Humpty Dumpty, stretching out one of his great hands, “I can repeat poetry as well as other folk, if it comes to that–”
“Oh, it needn’t come to that!” Alice hastily said…
December 14th, 2007
May those who love us, love us;
And those who don’t love us,
May God turn their hearts….
And if He doesn’t turn their hearts,
May He turn their ankles
So we may know them by their limps.
May 6th, 2007
For fifty bucks, I learned, you could “relate without getting close.” For a hundred, a girl would lend you her Bartok records, have dinner, and then let you watch while she had an anxiety attack. For one-fifty, you could listen to FM radio with twins. For three bills, you got the works: A thin Jewish brunette would pretend to pick you up at the Museum of Modern Art, let you read her master’s, get you involved in a screaming quarrel at Elaine’s over Freud’s conception of women, and then fake a suicide of your choosing — the perfect evening, for some guys. Nice racket. Great town, New York.
March 30th, 2006
Seems appropriate this week…
November 20th, 2005
This and more from Jim Behrle: thejimside.blog-city.com/
Love him, hate him, have a disturbing crush on him– pick two– there’s no one else like him…
August 16th, 2005
From what my children say, Milkman Dan and I are a lot alike (view toon).
From Red Meat by Max Cannon.
July 7th, 2005
I’m writing a book. I’ve got the page numbers done.
July 6th, 2005
