Daily Scribble

The farmer’s jeans 

Are tight in the hips.

He reaps what he sows,

Then sews what he rips.

©2010 Cleggo

Daily Scribble

Life is never quite the same

Once you’re in the presence

Of know-it-all and self-absorbed

Hormonal adolescents.

©2010 Cleggo

Daily Scribble

Lord, I’m thankful for your grace.

It’s such a comfort knowing

That even in the deepest drought, 

My cup is overflowing. 

©2010 Cleggo

Daily Scribble

“Hey, you don’t look half bad.”

The woman told me smugly,

Then she said, “More like three quarters.”

That’s when things got ugly.

©2010 Cleggo

Daily Scribble

When faced with tough decisions,

I know just where to go.

My wise and trusted council,

Eenie, Meenie, Miney, Moe. 

©2010 Cleggo

Daily Scribble

Running like a chicken with its head cut off

Is a lot of wasted movement. 

Sitting like a head with its chicken cut off

Is not a big improvement. 

©2010 Cleggo

Daily Scribble

I didn’t mean to criticize 

Your cooking, dear, I swear it.

It tastes much better than it looks. 

So, how long must I wear it?

©2010 Cleggo