Be patient, please. I heard you call.
I'm in the kitchen getting lunch.
To please you, Dear, I will not stall.
I know it's been a while since brunch.
I've turned on Garfield for you, Hon.
I know you love it; I do too.
This afternoon we'll have such fun,
but first I have this feast for you.
You loved each morsel, I can see.
Let's have a nap; then we'll go play.
I'll watch you run and climb a tree.
We'll have a bright and lovely day.
To thank me, you meow and purr,
unlike the other friends I've had.
To all your wishes, I defer.
I say, is that a flea? Egad!
.
(((pong)))
n'ow eve
(((wahp)))
that hurt
didn't
hon
(((pong)) **)
*pong; think uv cast iron(kitchen)
wahp; eve'z purty thick
mitt back mine
dome ")>
.
"I'm not asking"
oh
then yeah
them are cute
yep
the'll go well
wit
them thar
overallz
')>
whut
Writing taught me plenty~
like how my thoughts, so many,
line up like rowdy schoolkids
when I give them half a chance.
It showed me words go dancing
when I stop over-glancing,
and sometimes trip spectacularly
while trying to look grand.
It proved my drafts are stubborn~
they mutter, Try again, hon,
but if I bribe them with some chocolate
they usually behave.
And most of all, it told me
my messy mind can hold me~
a slightly tilted universe
that still deserves the page.
.
i said melt hon
not
clip
.
thaaat's write
yup
whenz mah feets
rrrrr
bang'n on thuh
pine floor
to thuh percussive
beat
'woo'
that's
out past mine gullet
deep
when
"eve say'z
'no'
just for a
week hon"
The French panties Bob gifted wife Sue
brought a comment that made him feel blue:
“Hon, I doubt these will fit
‘cause the bottoms are split!”
Bless her heart. She just hasn’t a clue.
.
move it over
uh li'l hon
front mine
see
feel mine
accoladez
stronger than
breathez
Very Little Experience
Hey!
I See A Bee!
A Bee Named Dee-Dee.
How Do I Know
That's It’s Name?
Because A Name
Is A Short-Cut
To Identify A
Specific Entity
Randomly Or
Collectively
Established
By Absolute
Choice.
A Bee? See Dee-Dee.
I Did See It Later,
On Cooling T's
I Was Hanging Out
To Dry, Because
It’s Fun, Today
Anyway.
I’m Sure It Was It.
Because It Needed
To Ruin My Whole
Idea About How
We Often Casually
Personally Name
Something We'll
Never Ever See Again.
So Much For A Name
Being A Useful General
Identifier, If It’s Never
Seen Again.
And I Love Dee-Dee
Because I’m So
Easily Amused.
Glad To See You, Again,
Hon!
I Don’t Know Why I
Wanted To Write This,
I Usually Think I Know.
Something Very Serious
Is Begging For Your Attention
BEGGING! BEGGGGGING!
Very Important To Responsibly
React To Important News
That Effects Whatever
You Are Serious About…
It’s Got Your Attention Now.
Figure It Out.
-Gray Squirrel
09-18-2025
You're Playin'
Bad-Meantin'
With Your TOYS
Again, Hon'!??
-Gray Squirrel
09-08-2025
hot lot
nice ice
great neat
old bold
hon won
won bon
(sound like Korean or Japanese poem)
dear wear
rare pair
deep peep
fair air
.
shhh
i'm hear luvah
sneek unduh here
girlie
give edvard your
hand
let's slip this
on
your finger hon
happy tenth eve
,)
*fer thuh feminine
150 point D
she'z still smiling
First came one little grandchild held so tight.
Then came the second, our grip was mild
Finally, our third, and all was wild.
Hon and I hold back, until we are asked
Our grandkids experiencing freedom at last.
.
you could
if
you would
and
you should
hearts were pound'n
faces were uh crimson
bright
okay hon
let's try
your belt next
week
Go away! Go away! I'm never letting you in!
You're nothing but a walking, slimy, horny ball of sin
You let drugs use you up 'til you're bouncing off the walls
You're 21 years old! I'm 39 years old! You're killing me, Smalls!
Go fvck with people of your own minuscule age
You still have to play with baby witches - I'm a fvcking Mage
You're barely older than my own son
I'm way too far out of your league, hon
Didn't you get it the first 50x when I didn't answer for you?
You're creeping on me - being a proper stalker, dude
Seriously though, I haven't notified law enforcement yet
How about my entire existence you just magically forget?
I even paid you $25 to fvck off, once!
Go sit in that corner, child, wear that hat - DUNCE!!
I have no bloody use to ever see your pathetic face again
No, "AKA. Turbo," I don't want to be your friend
You're the kind of little boy who screws his friends' moms
Gross - "AKA. Turbo," everything about your existence is wrong
No wonder why you're homeless without a home
'Cause you won't respectfully leave people the fvck alone!
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