Spring sprung you thang thank goodness it did
House tribe dance run chase scratch pet bite
Clean up yo mess so tired of that same ol’ thang
Chihuahua yellow Labrador tuxedo cat orange
Squawk pinch nibble chew up all yo leather, sigh
Tag: creative
On Top of Old Smoky
Relaxing premature radio cardiac pests.
Police swami carrot counters.
Jello bean bag quietude rowdy pens.
Truly greasy hate stops on rye.
Sopping reading envelopes in salad.
Powder prisons calling downy webs.
Polite freezer burnt hellions on top of old smoky.
Playing Pool
Lasting till tilting,
The gumption of the latitude,
Strikes and pacifism.
Loudly jumping, coaxing garage sales.
Rewind statues, bottle Jackson Hewitt.
Never games on top of Cadillacs.
Weeping, cold wiping talent cookies.
Private lounges tribe fount ludicrous poppies.
Locked eyesores a sight for looking round.
Pirate pizzas bouncing.
Inebriated stegosauruses playing pool.
Flour
Candle spite lock lord bear lip deer dew covers no
Food vanishing saxophone box little fur baby tell
Toy tariff hill fell hum cocky fit boot fox butt plus
Plume mine yeti grow type buy from tick flower
Jug huff front sew fear through calligraphy flour
Get a Piggy Back
Rage at the king, get a piggy back.
Reel in a mastadon, cage a queen.
Drag a poppy lark, seep a quandary.
Pop a quiz down the inlet,
Stripe a flame on the condo.
Rip a shredded beef, catch a pickled beet.
Jump to matching quartermasters,
Sing a soliloquy.
More’s the merry, quite to carry.
Lift a bunny head, bite an ear.
Pole a chopping block, suit a stranger.
Yellow upchucks, circle chainsaws.
Garbage Maker
Broken wagon, bumping along.
Syrupy servant, slave to the throng.
Apple core, garbage maker.
Slide down the chute, sweet as paper.
Eleven angels, swept away.
Sunny anthem, better day.
Eggshell happy, loud triumphant.
Nothing sacred, nothing wanted.
Up the downspout, close the question,
Get’r done. Put on headset.
Leave a jury, make a note.
Rally flurry, dig a moat.
Extra
Cute cry puppy drift lose buck plea course off all
Over just full year vent urn cope trifle wrapped
Ply trap bill verge free Japanese reach most bull
Pin causation from bust frog bored jury mole it
Pour pout flip verb dip gyp huge manifold extra
Walking on Water
Walking on water
Is possible
If you are God,
But Jesus said
We would do
Even greater things,
With the power
Of the Holy Spirit.
It’s hard
To believe that, though,
When I get so caught up
In my own limitations.
Sometimes I wonder
If God can really use me.
But God used the apostles,
And they were
A ragtag group
If there ever was one.
But I am not a preacher,
Or a healer,
Or a teacher.
What can God
Do with me?
Ram
Can bleach tart please Valencia list quite risk boat
Heavy crease stocking grill pieces rice prefer race
Flame gill yacht evergreen joint honey rest blow
Craft crimson goal chicken set yes bed nest pedal
Toil bus trefoil bean kilt grew pot quiz liquid ram
Smothered
Arrest the pest,
Hard pressed to confess.
Run in circles,
Spreading tentacles
Around the mantels.
Quiet stages,
Goofy faces,
Scary places.
Lines going through
Pieces of you.
Tonsils twisted,
So tight-fisted.
Liposuction covered,
Merry-mothered,
Sasquatch bothered
To tell the smothered.
Stumbling along the sidewalk 