Hand Me Downs by russ mckay
I’m youngest in my family of eight ‘Though my brothers and sisters are great Except those times rare I ‘ve nothing new I can wear If I like something I simply must wait The trouble with hand me downs Is I’ve already seen them around Jane wears it new Then it passes to Sue My […]
“Burp” The Swine by russ mckay
Hi! I’m Burp and yes I’m a swine And the pleasure of meeting you is just divine And just because I’m a swine and big Doesn’t mean that you need to call me a “PIG” I’ve heard people say “Those PIGS just stink” But under all that mud we’re mostly pink Our table manners are […]
Writing Poetry Is Easy by russ mckay
I decided I’d write poetry It’s an easy thing to do You just have to make sure that The last words rhyme…ah…too! Heck you could write of anything As long as you remember That the last word in each key line Rhymes with the one…ah..befember. cheap professional viagra Society fosters the perception that […]
The Little Girl Wo Couldn’t Sing by russ mckay
Susie was a pretty girl of seven Her parents’ joyous gift from heaven Susie had mostly everything Well, except for one small thing Susie couldn’t, wouldn’t sing Her parents singing in the shower Could be heard most any hour Singing songs in perfect tune They sang those songs July to June And ‘though Susie sometimes […]
Fluff The Cat Loves Winter by russ mckay
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Clean Plate Club by russ mckay
Mom makes me clean my plate Of foods at dinner that don’t taste great I wish foods tasted like dessert Instead of beets that taste like dirt! Everyone says that Mom cooks good But I don’t love her choice of food Like those Broccoli and Brussels sprouts That I can easily do without How? With […]
The Christmas Stocking by russ mckay
All of my socks are but a size two They wouldn’t hold much so I knew what to do I borrowed my Grandpa’s…his feet are real big And I hope that Dear Santa doesn’t think I’m a Pig! I hung Grandpa’s stocking by the chimney with care If I’d hung up size two…well it wouldn’t […]
THE MCKAY ELF by russ mckay
The McKay’s have an elf that sits on a shelf And sometimes he sits on a table As each day is through he goes somewhere that’s new And reports to Santa by cable He’s there to see if the McKay kids are good To their parents their dog and each other Whether you are looking […]
FRUITCAKE by russ mckay
I ate my first bite of fruitcake today And that first bite caused me to say… “I like fruit and I like cake But whoever named it Made a big mistake!” It was ugly brown and there was no doubt The stuff inside it was tryin’ to get out I don’t blame it I would […]
Words That Do NOT Rhyme by russ mckay (aka sillygrandpa.com)
If you are a poet then the lines must rhyme And make sure you do it each and every time Unless of course you write free verse But I can think of nothing worse The trouble is…my most favorite color “Orange” doesn’t rhyme with any other Then there is “Month” that has no rhyme I’ve […]
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