Saturday, October 18, 2025

A WALK IN THE MICHIGAN WOODS

I was seeing through the forest, when I walked unto a tree,

I didn't hurt the tree, but I suffered a fatal injury,

My neck had received a sharp branch, stab,

The road was far, no uber or cab,

I just bled out complete, as a cougar ate the former me.




Our Ding-A-Ling Sing Song

 Our ding-a-ling, decided to be everybody's king, but no one liked him much,

Our ding-a-ling, had no talent to whistle, dance or sing, but he did have his touch,

When our ding-a-ling went down,

They fetched away his gold crown,

Our ding-a-ling, went to jail and lost his bling, but he still has his pearls, to clutch.