Thoughts for the Day

I like to think big thoughts,
but when I tie my brain in knots,
I eat a couple tater tots.  

Who was best?  The Sultan of Swat?
Maybe he was - maybe not.
I'm not sure, but if you ask me, man,
my money's on Ohtani from Japan.

If you think my poems ain't good enough,
consider that I know lots of stuff -
like: there's no fruit more popular than a
orange, an apple, or a banana. 

I think it would be really neat
to have suction cups for feet,
I would not be limited, anymore,
to walking only on the floor.
Summer, Winter, Spring and Fall,
I'd stroll the ceiling and the wall.
Everyone would fall in love
with me as I look down from above,
knowing I will never drop
as my feet loudly pop, pop, pop.
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Rodgers Avatar
July 15, 2025 at 10:22 AM
Hello David, such a quirky daydream dipped in ketchup and served with a side of brilliance. From tater tots as brain therapy (honestly, relatable) to suction cup superpowers, you turned ordinary thoughts into an extraordinary ride. The pop-pop feet got me giggling — and that nod to Ohtani? You’ve made me want to defy gravity and snack philosophically. Thinking big thoughts with you, Summer Blessings, My Friend, Daniel
Crandall Avatar
July 16, 2025 at 10:31 PM
haha, a daydream dipped in ketchup, I'll be over to your site soon. I'm pretty sure there I'll find the real thing for big thoughts!
Rodrigues Avatar
July 15, 2025 at 7:23 AM
It can be fun to, write a silly, freewheeling poem. Roaming thoughts a poem-can-be!
Crandall Avatar
July 16, 2025 at 10:28 PM
Yup, it might be a kind of escapism, but it's fun while I wait for inspiration.
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