Childhood is rhyme
Parenthood is prose
Although
The system can be shaken up
From time to time
I suppose
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The truth is in the context. My context involves packing lunches, pushing vegetables, making beds, washing clothes, lots of singing and dancing, and pretending to hunt Bison. This blog is where I report my truth ... often in verse, seldom in rhyme, and never meant to be vocalized.
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- Hell Yes
- Making Yourself Invisible
- all mammals named sam are clammy
- Connect Four
- The Tyrannies, Proclamations, and Investigations o...
- Art Appreciation
- Quote
- a different snow is falling
- Freedom
- Wish You Were Here
- Elephants For Grandma
- Realtor
- I'm Here
- Seasonal Impatience
- Nothingness
- Hello Jo-Jo Kitty
- A Shortened Perspective
- Slow Down and Ketchup
- Selective Vision
- Snot
- Transitions
- Transformation and Disguise
- Of waffles and pancakes and where they all end up
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