Dread Poets Sobriety

  • On-Belay

    On-Belay

    *** I thought this would go without saying, but if you’re going to comment hateful or racist remarks I’m certainly not going to approve them. Morons. Good day, fellow wanderers amongst the peaks and chasms of existence. I pray to find you summit-bound, not cellar dwelling but alas, one will always be needed to define… Continue reading

  • Wax-On-Wax-Off

    Good morning, dear peeps and poops. I do hope to find you exceedingly well! Just a lunch time quickie today, but since this absurd “verse” is suddenly topical I could not resist. This isn’t so much of a poem as a terrible rewrite of of an already awful Disney single. But since the character in… Continue reading

  • “Elevenses”

    Good morrow chaps, chapettes and chapsticks, you know who you are. An analogy I’ve been mentally kicking the tires on of late goes as follows; life is like playdough session. Having never been partial to boxed chocolates one must extrapolate. Anyway, let’s consider, your parents, (guardians whatever), provide you with what is essentially an arbitrary… Continue reading