Troll Song

Never welcome

When you’re weary.

Nothing doing

Until it’s clear, see.

Jump to the beat

Of an accordion.

Dance around

In the Florida sun.

Keep the time

Until you pop.

Thought I’d holler,

But second thought,

I think I’ll sleep

Down in a hole.

Such misgiving,

Like a troll.


Smorgasbord: Ch. 14

Manage string go street people stocker teacher millennium jobs crayons table pencil pen fountain ink drink hamburger fries coke liver pizza brussel sprouts cake asparagus sandwich okra fried chicken salad leave crane map journey path road river canoe rapids raft hack back neck hernia language button Grand Canyon ledge ridge jump swim dive tread water boat lift trailer jet ski cantaloupe watermelon peaches plums dreams crisscross level maybe jelly peanut butter jam apple butter bread rye pumpernickel swirl wheat white flour whole grain cereal pancakes eggs hash browns ketchup loud Amy top training kennel prison puppy raiser pot luck press put up let

A Look Around

Map marriage lost cackle barn dock space build hill car ostrich gate grass tool rust puddle hose miscreant clothesline sheets laundry detergent water fabric softener washer dryer not no neither only one refrigerator apple juice lemonade fat free milk rice cooked tortillas cheese jelly catsup relish mayonnaise cottage cheese peach chunks pear slices microwave cabinet floor wood plastic paper birdcages horses helmets closets jackets special head winders likely bedposts blankets fireplace firewood lighter flowerpots table barbecue grill plants wind chimes hot water heater freezer chicken legs pork chops hog jowls pigs’ feet steak old cooked meatloaf with sauce on top soup taco vegetable broth chili fifteen bean ice cream sandwiches door bed cat stand cat bowl chair blanket sheet bed pillow bookshelf books papers Cpap paint brushes cups baskets boxes graduation attire cap and gown mask painted glue shorts T-shirts coke bottles bulletin board wallet keys inhalers medication file folders lamps flashlight batteries business appointment cards pens coins cat litter boxes dog beds dirt dust flying saucers planets moons stars ships ocean sun dams lakes railroads mountains valleys skyscrapers subways stores bakeries clothing sundry smooth walking verge dorm room fire extinguishers elevators fire alarm rain four o’clock in the morning church altar organ choir loft fellowship hall.

Smorgasbord: Ch. 13

Loving living in a banana peel. Closing characters in charcoal greasy spasms. Lookie lookie, there’s a chocolate chunk cookie. Dark splats cover bright spots in grey skies. Crop musters move values down hungry curves. Movies drop power top beliefs on blooming elm ants. Apple tots give traping treats to gooey gum ball soufflĂ©. Upward mastectomy meander rival loudly. Drain pout in brain sprout around lout. Looking cross aloof stout Jeep rewind lug nut. Leave leading ladies in limbo for animal cage teapot green beans.

Smorgasbord: Ch. 12

Unleavened cookies spell dynamite for grouchy old geezers. Cool space closes retail fault with banking rainbows. Beneath belief lies the truth, faith or no. Camelot strings wait in fields of cruelty. Minute crash downs cross island hoppers in seaweed. Valencia movies close paternal hibiscuses. Loud free canker swords cackle menial rearrangement in table tennis jet streams. Local orangutans split wood with their bare hands. Bantering clothespins crease traffic slop in weary stoves. Medieval cousins slap moratoriums onto released coaxial cuckoo quarts. Beasts jump onto benevolent benefactors on bunny trails.

Smorgasbord: Ch. 11

What can I say about the musical array of the furniture in the way how it makes me feel so gay today. I like jazz, country, rap, rock, pop, classical…I’m pretty much into everything. I like to listen to the radio to hear what’s new and popular, but I also like my own collection of tunes. I tried for a little while to learn how to play guitar but the snufalupagds got in the way. Just didn’t have the commitment or determination to make it happen. Do you know how to play an instrument? If so, keep it up. It’s a great way to pass the time and it can be a useful hobby.

Smorgasbord: Ch. 10

I’m looking for some type of blob or slob. Something to tide me over until the trial is done. Then I won’t have anymore groans and I will be as mighty as the weather. Do you ever feel sweaty? I get hot sometimes. Usually when I’m smirking but sometimes when I smile. Sometimes when I’m playing out in the fun I do. Skyscrapers have quite close proximity to things in the air that’s why they’re called that. I like to play football actually I haven’t played in years but I like to watch the Seminoles play on tv or listen to them on the radio. Do you list then? I come out of the tunnel in a tizzy. You won’t catch me carrying on. No not really.