Thieves

© 2014 by P Michael Biggs

Can you believe

The things thieves leave

I didn’t believe

He would leave a sleeve

Do thieves

Ever take sick leave

Do they disbelieve

In Christmas Eve

Do they basket weave

When they leave

Being thieves

Don’t misconceive

Facts about thieves

They will deceive

On this we agree

The Penny Sucker

© 2014 by P Michael Biggs

I stole a sucker

Was a small cherry sucker

It cost one penny

Way less than my tennies

I wanted it bad

And would be sad

If I didn’t have my penny sucker

It stole it and hid it

Hid it in my coat pocket

And after supper

I asked for it

She wondered why

I was a bit shy

And finally told

I got a scold

Dad made me take it back

So I went back

To the store where

I stole the sucker

Mr. Hickerson was kind

He didn’t seem to mind

But Dad was mad

He wanted to teach this lad

So I left the store

And stole no more

Sad Mad Glad

© 2014 by P Michael Biggs

Have you ever been to "Sad"

Are you sad when you are bad

What would it take for you to be glad

On the day when you are sad

I am glad I wear a pad

When I get spanked by dear old Dad

That is a day I get sad

Cause I don’t want him to be mad

When I am sad

I want to be glad

When I am mad

I am sad sad sad

My happy place makes me glad

My wife makes me glad

My poems make me glad

Sad or mad?  Oh no

Find your way to glad

Psychotic

© 2014 by P Michael Biggs

I don’t think I’m psychotic

Nor neurotic

Perhaps a bit robotic

I don’t take narcotics

My life is not chaotic

I’m not despotic

I love exotic

I’m full of logic

My eyes are optic

My brain is psychic

I’ve taken a tonic

I don’t smack of demonic

I swim, so I’m aquatic

I’m often patriotic

Sometimes I stray off topic

But only periodic

I’m mostly non-alcoholic

I don’t get near catastrophic

I don’t want to be astronautic

This poem must end -- this is my deposit