When the moon is blue
here’s what you do:
grab some branches
grab some glue
and build the world’s tallest tickle stick
and tickle that moon
till it’s tickle-sick.
That does the trick!
Humorous, personal, literary essays are an extinct art form , but I nonetheless have one (about my friendships with unusual people) in the latest issue of Outlook Springs. Keep an eye out for it.
A million thanks to everyone who came to my book signing today in Regina. Here I am with writer friends Sharon Plumb, Alison Lohans and Coffee. A million additional thanks to the Duchess of Cornwall – – – for the coffee.
I taught baboons to brush my teeth.
Opossums learned to floss ’em.
My boa knows how to squeeze out paste
crush up the tubes, and toss ’em.
But when my pets see cavities
they hiss, they howl, they shriek
and take away my lollipops
and chocolates for a week!
First published in Spider.