Poems List

Eat a live toad the first thing in the morning and nothing worse will happen to you the rest of the day.

Routines catch us unawares after evolving into weaknesses!!!!

MacDonald has the gift of compressing the largest amount of words into the smallest amount of thoughts.

Drink to me.

A failure is just the wrong way of looking at a missed opportunity!!!

Fashion is something that goes in one year and out the other.

A torn jacket is soon mended; but hard words bruise the heart of a child.

Friends applaud, the comedy is over.

Sometimes its best to walk in darkness...... It helps to focus on the ray of light!!

I'm not worried about the bullet with my name on it... just the thousands out there marked 'Occupant.'

There is nothing more exhilarating than to be shot at without result.

Now comes the mystery.

Two wrongs may not make a right, but they can surely mislead a right.

He who hesitates is not only lost, but miles from the next exit.

...the fog is rising.

At sunrise everything is luminous but not clear." It is those we live with and love and should know who elude us." You can love completely without complete understanding.

A Conspiracy is like an Iceberg........there is a lot more to it than what meets the eye

I have not lost my mind - it's backed up on disk somewhere.

If it bleeds, you can kill it

The society which scorns excellence in plumbing as a humble activity and tolerates shoddiness in philosophy because it is an exaulted activity will have neither good plumbing nor good philosophy...neither its pipes nor its theories will hold water.

Determination is the binoculars for EFFORT!!!!Helps to visualize our target.

An effective way to deal with predators is to taste terrible.

A knave; a rascal; an eater of broken meats; a base, proud, shallow, beggarly, three-suited, hundred-pound, filthy, worsted-stocking knave; a lily-livered, action-taking knave, a whoreson, glass-gazing, super-serviceable finical rogue; one-trunk-inheriting slave; one that wouldst be a bawd, in way of good service, and art nothing but the composition of a knave, beggar, coward, pandar, and the son and heir of a mongrel bitch: one whom I will beat into clamorous whining, if thou deniest the least syllable of thy addition.

Guess again.