Sadness, Sugarcane. / Her eyes asked, resolutely. / Because you’re my girl.

Lifting its tail / The asses ass smelled poorly / So I walked away

Closely watch your boyfriend’s mom. / One only rebels so far, / and fruit falls near tree.

Cotton candy clouds / Morphing from George Washington / To Phyllis Diller

To live is to eat / Said the bull frog to the fly / Gulp. Ribbit. Ribbit.

Forensics prove it / Jealous American girl / Stabbed roommate with knife.

Headed to bike show / Where son will surely want one / Daughter won’t give damn

Out across the sky / Spinning circles together / Returning condors

Little bright faces / imploring you for answers / they already have

Cat purring gently / Curls then turns to settle / Though never content

There he sits. Silent / Old mad playing sudoku / Content with his life

For leprechaun luck / Cross your fingers, toes, and eyes / Click your heels and smile

Like crumpets and tea / his accent, prim and proper / Brilliantly British

Autumn leaves falling. / Offering infinite thanks / Distant jingle bells

California wind / Old familiar autumn cloak / Enveloping me

Cavalier youth's share / Their universal swagger / Hopes and dreams intact

Children play in park / forging friendships easily / for eternity

His worship of her / utterly irrevelant / since she, too, loves girls.

Forensics prove it / Jealous American girl / Stabbed roommate with knife

In our day, we wrote / we'd send our true-love letters / sealed with a kiss

Tragedies of war / in the hospital with their / torn off legs and arms.

In January / Yoga classes are too full / Damn resolutions!

The 4g iPhone. / Never loved loved a thing so much / Yet, it doesn’t work.

The iPhone 4G. / Never loved a thing so much / Yet, it doesn’t work.