#theking
(For All Fathers, and Nurses too.)
Dispensing meds to heal the hurt,
He never treats us like some dirt
But takes the time to laugh and joke.
And always with a gentle stroke.
Such goodness from a gallant heart.
And thus we call him King Edward.
The kindest soul who's ward, I find,
Is a kingdom (within his mind).
I pray God that your goodness goes
Around the world both to and fro
To ease the feeble, here and there,
From all the throes of life's despair.
Kudos to Father's everywhere.
And "praise" for nurses that do care.
Jun 17, 2018
Jun 17, 2018 at 8:28 PM UTC
We are the Men who drop our pants!
We are the Men who drop our pants!
We are the Men who drop our pants!
We are the Men who drop our pants!
because
at our age
we can,
fall
Feb 19, 2018
Feb 19, 2018 at 10:12 PM UTC
Mother's Milk,
-feel no Whistles or Bells?
A river my poor state of mind,
feelings' worded
mediocre,
Meiotic
but I am home.
I wish to feel a bit more?
To expiate this Trollop!
Gibbeted?
-or boiled
I stew...
And finally,
yes finally...
...shall I **** the little Gnome?
*I SHALL **** THE LITTLE GNOME.*
Mendacious
not
Alone.
Feb 18, 2018
Feb 18, 2018 at 4:02 AM UTC
There was a handsome man named Elvis
Who had a wriggly pelvis
He shook, rattled and rolled and lo and behold
The man with loose hips became famous
Jan 4, 2018
Jan 4, 2018 at 7:45 AM UTC
I aspire
To nothing higher
Than to bring light into your world
A fire
Out of control
That keeps you warm
I want to be your favorite song
Because you know that I was written for you
I become
Not a strum from some guitar
But chords in your mind I play with
Sweet music
I cannot help but create
To let you know that you are loved
I want you to be my biggest fan
Because it matters if you sing along
Apr 21, 2016
Apr 21, 2016 at 3:13 AM UTC