The Pescetarian Poet
fishy scribbles for fussy nibbles
What did Mr Umanah see at the savannah?
A Christmas parody.
Time for me to start writing Christmas cards.
To loosen up for a change ...
It's a bummer, but I'm having fun with it.
Go on, I dare you. Click in!
A few words about the circus of nine-to-five.
I did try to resist the urge. I did.
My first take on a limerick. The pesky metre and tricky rhymes are beyond what I initally expected for a lunch-break poem.
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