Many people see the sun, and,
they don’t find it strange.
Up here, when we see the sun,
We know it’s Climate Change.
Wascally Wabbits
Those wascally wabbits
are dwiving me NUTS.
There’s lots of green stuff in my lawn.
Why don’t they eat clover?
Why don’t they eat weeds?
Why don’t they eat GRASS and be GONE?
My Epitaph
I battle with the bunnies
‘bout who gets to eat zucchini.
My final epitaph will read:
“A Bunny-Hating Meanie.”
Schmitz Park School Zucchini Bread
I like to bake zucchini bread.
I think my bread’s a winner.
I like to eat it for my lunch.
And breakfast. And for dinner.
Kitchen Mop
I found another plain string mop.
It’s light enough for sissies.
It wouldn’t rate a second glance
from Ajax or Ulysses.
It won’t clean up a factory
nor a department store.
But it might be the size I need
to mop my kitchen floor.
Climate Change
On Maui, it’s Apocalypse.
Fire rains down from the sky.
Terror comes to Paradise.
People burn. And people die.
Lilac Bush
My lilac bush is sickly.
Doesn’t flourish. Doesn’t thrive.
But it has the Heart of Champions
‘cuz it’s managed to survive.
Early Girl Tomatoes
The slightest touch of color
brushed my big tomato’s cheek.
Tomatoes for my table?
There’ll be plenty by next week!
Too Much
Too many people have lost their lives.
Too many children have died.
Too many bullets have torn through flesh.
Too many mothers have cried.
Zucchini Wars
I went out early, and beat the rabbits,
despite their voracious eating habits.
I saved a zucchini for my dinner.
Zucchini Wars? I am Today’s Winner!
