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one to three.
i am free
to touch this tree
with my family.
coming in hot!
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Wiley E Coyote

Wiley E Coyote
bought his gadgets from Acme
when he tried to trap the roadrunner
his gadgets always ran him over

A B C D E F G H

awkward always alone Allie
bragged boastfully to baby Bertie Bill
clearly clarifying club-footed cloven Callie
deliberately deciphering dairy dung in Dickie Dill

easing eager Edgar’s electrifying entry
forever forsaking flim-flam’s frequent flam
greasing gray grannie’s gentle gentry
hardily helping herself to Harry’s hottish ham

Wile E Coyote

Death defying, Wile E Coyote 
Was never a real hero unlike Don Quixote 
Wile E couldn’t outsmart Road Runner’s tricks
Not surprisingly he always ended up in a fix!

WILE E COYOTE Cartoon Character Clerihew Poetry Contest

WILE E. COYOTE
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With ACME’s ludicrous gadgets galore, in the desert Wile E. Coyote plots
Builds rockets and traps that his nemesis, the Roadrunner, inevitably spots.
*“Beep! Beep!” Road Runner zips past with a dare, and with a tumble and crash
Wile onto the desert does splat; undaunted, he sends ACME more cash.

Poem written for and submitted to Cartoon

a b c d e f

apparently, an angelic apparition appeared
bedraggled beauty befuddling and beguiling Beau
crafty cadaverous creature credibly crème de la crème
deceptively decent, deferential, deliberately delicate
effortless easing efficacious etiquette and eloquence
fancied phantom fascinating fawns and fey in fairyland

E B LIKE-

~E  B  LIKE


E b like
No one cares
No one shares
Where is the love of man?
E  B like
No one know the way
No one cares
Won’t even say, hey
But God’s love His grace is 
God’s unmerited favor and love
Is more than man’s love?
His compassion and forgiveness
 We deserve punishment 
E  B like
No one know the

G R A T E F U L

Being GRATEFUL is often expressed through prayer, praise, and acts of service that reflect a recognition of God's blessings. It reminds us to ALWAYS appreciate even the smallest things and to recognize that everything ultimately comes from God.
Gratitude is a positive response to experiencing God's goodness and grace. 
In other words, once we realize that

Absolutel-E Guilt-E Pleasures

I Once Warned Ai
That It's Very
Suggestive:

To Cl-Ai-m A
Pregnant Camel
Has Three 
Humps.

Humor Is 
Simple-E Magic.

-Gray Squirrel

07-23-2025

Wile E Coyote Raises His Hand

I have a question (if you'll allow). 
How is it that I came to this place now?
My life's path continued to where 
below my feet there is only air; 
and, the sad thing is, I cannot fly. 
At this point, I guess I'll have to try.

Another day

                                            The day starts 
       

P H E W

As the heat subsided
A cool grayness crept in
Exhausted shadows slept
Limp leaves exhaled hope
Open windows inhaled it

D E F G H

Delirious damaged and deranged
Elusive, reclusive, psycho character
Frenzied, frantic, stalker
Grasping disillusioned damaged dreams
Haphazardly handling his harrowing emotions

b o n f i r e

Beautiful bonfire
Orange feverish flames
Notable memories
Fireside confidences and conversations
Illustrious shooting flames of oranges
Restful meditative ambiance unseen in other places
Excited campers singing songs in unison

A Bloom Untouched

She blooms alone where silence holds the sky,
A tender grace no daring soul has known.
Her gaze is soft, her head is held so high—
A queen within a quiet world, enthroned.

No boastful light, no cry for passing praise,
She walks beneath the noise, untouched, serene.
Her modest charm outshines the sun’s bold rays,
Yet fear keeps hearts from where

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