I once worked at Rent A Center.
Delivered stuff in the cold and bitter.
My boss was a twit.
I decided to quit.
Now I stay indoors in the Winter.
Category: Poetry
Sunday Morning
Dogs’ll go 
poop in a room you don’t use.
They won’t wake you up. They’ll go while you snooze.
The Introvert
He’s the least fun person that you’ll ever happen to meet.
He spends casual day with dress shoes on his feet.
He doesn’t dance and never sings.
He does not like social things.
He’s got no beat.
He finds himself alone at last.
He knows the day is finally passed.
He turns the music up, kicks the shoes off his feet.
He’s the most fun person that you’ll never happen to meet.
Haiku for Monsanto
Some things need to change
I want everyone to know.
I’m pro-GMO.
Burger Time
There’s a giant at my job.
I call him Burger Time.
I’ve never seen his face before
Just his huge behind.
If you bring a burger to my work
Don’t leave it laying about.
I don’t know where the burgers go
But I know where they come out.
