Sunday, June 16, 2013

Happy Fathers Day!


When you're a young 'un, you look up to your dad. Most days he seems like a superman who can do anything; other days he seems a little more like the ordinary-citizen type of guy - still a great dad though. Whatever you're feeling about your dad today, remember, it's not easy being a dad! Give him a break and a hug!






My Dad

My dad is the smartest
And no one’s as strong
I’m just like my dad
We’ve never been wrong

I’ll carry a briefcase
And use a blackberry
When tipsy I’ll say
I’m just being merry

I’ll read the newspaper
And check on my stocks
I’ll come home from work
With the smelliest socks

I’ll sit at the table
And grunt while I eat
I’ll plop on the couch
And say, “Man am I beat!”

Sunday, June 2, 2013

Hockey Dance


With the Stanley Cup right around the corner, I thought we could revisit this one. That's right, a little poem about hockey. Such a gentle sport, hockey.

There's an old joke that goes, "last night I went to the fight and a hockey game broke out!" It was true back in the day. You know, when players didn't even wear helmets, let alone visors. Today there is less fighting but teams still have their goons, and it is still part of the game, but I wouldn't be surprised if fighting were banned soon. So for you guys who love to bang on the glass like wild men, enjoy it while you can. Enjoy the Cracker Jacks too!


The Hockey Dance

Before they fight, it’s awfully nice
How they place their gloves upon the ice
And then,
In bloodied jerseys and padded pants
The toothless players begin their dance

Friday, May 3, 2013

Bob & Rob Ate Corn on the Cob

Alfred is also Mad for corn.

I am mad about corn, and as the weather warms up and summer approaches I dream of a hot ear of corn with absolutely nothing on it. That's right, no salt, no butter, just good old corn on the cob the Tough Guy way. And if you must know, yes, I make a complete slob of myself and I love every kernel. 






Bob & Rob

Bob and Rob ate corn on the cob
When Rob ate the cob he did a neat job
Rows of kernels were chomped very neatly
The ears had been stripped of kernels completely

Bob ate the same corn on the cob
But when Bob ate the cob he ate like a slob
Corn in his braces, his nostrils and hair
He later found kernels in his own underwear

Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Flavor Flops

Notice they're giving it away! Hmm, I wonder why?

Garlic Ice Cream? Boring! I mixed mine with chunks of delicious fudge. No wonder they have to give it away. 

I was at a restaurant recently where the waiter tried to get me to order their special Olive Oil Ice Cream. I told him to forget about it and just bring me the Mud Pie. Someone else at the table went fancy with the Olive Oil Ice Cream and boy were they sorry. 


The Flavor Flops


Here are the flavors
That never quite made it
If inside your freezer
You wouldn’t dare raid it

Salmon Chocolate Chip
Had sales quite flat
Broccoli Vanilla Swirl
Will not make you fat

The Garlic Fudge Chunk
Leaves bad breath for weeks
And Caramel Crab Crunch
The scoop nobody seeks

Now for the champ
Of the flavors that flopped
Awarded the flavor
Not cried for when dropped

The judges have chosen
The envelope please
And this year’s big loser
Mint Chocolate Blue Cheese! 

Wednesday, April 3, 2013

Balsa & Salsa



Good old balsa wood gliders. Cheap, easy to assemble, and pretty durable as long as your dog didn't get a hold of it. Some of them flew on rubber band power, others on just the skill of your toss. Yeah I know, I know, old school. They also made a good snack if you got hungry while playing.

Salsa sold separately.

Balsa and Salsa

Without any chips
To dip in his salsa
He ate his toy plane
Dipping the balsa