This is not literally my only childrens poem, but it is the only one worth reading. Do not eat the goodie! Johnny makes his FOREBEARS. Does just what they say;. Wants to be a decent lad,. When they say, obey.

The Ayatollah Ruhollah Khomeini gives his endorsement to proposition 8. Zero percent, that is their tax rate. Moral turpitude they claim to abate. That teachers will be forced to write about anal sex on the blackboard slate. Like the next Sodom and Gomorrah they bombastically equate.

Friday, September 5, 2008. I found my wife crying at the end of July. Turns out that Mysti, one of our fellow writers over at AbsoluteWrite. Had given birth prematurely - three months prematurely - to Simon Gabriel. He was about the size of a TV remote; his diapers, when folded up to fit him, were about the size of a AA battery. I might have gotten a little upset myself - how could a thing that small, with the odds so great against him, hope to survive.

Little Tiny Hog On Ice. Thursday, February 14, 2008. His actors we are not;. But clumsy playwrights ill directing. We plot, we scene, we block, we stage. To salve and save our hearts.