Ronnie Whomever

© 2015 by P Michael Biggs

Ronnie Rhythm played the drums

He often played them with his thumbs

But practice, Ronnie never

Regardless of whomever

Whenever

Wherever

And for whatsoever

Ronnie never ever

And soon they said we never

Knew Ronnie Whomever

Snow Day

© 2015 by P Michael Biggs

I want a snow day

A day when I won’t stray

Too far from home

No need to roam

On a snow day

I like it cozy

On a snow day

People are less nosy

Kids love to play

On a snow day

Its cozy inside

No need for a bromide

There’s no chance to collide

When I’m inside

On a snow day

The fire blazes hot

My book has a plot

There’s something in the pot

On this snow day

I’m warm as can be

It is just she and me

We drink our tea

On this we agree

We’re happy at home on a snow day

People Who Say 'Can't'

© 2016 by P Michael Biggs

People who say ‘you can’t’

They have a one-note chant

They have a lousy slant

On what you plant

They just keep sayin’ ‘you can’t’

People who say ‘you can’t’ don’t

They can’t ‘cause they won’t

They won’t do the work

They always wear a smirk

At best they resort to guesswork

But those who say ‘you can’, Amen

They’ll often try again and again

And where and when

They try again

You’ll usually see them build and then

That is my kind of friend

Time for a Silly Rhyme

© 2015 by P Michael Biggs

Who has time for a silly rhyme?

When there are rocks to climb

And pies made of lime

And ribs that are prime

Who has time for a silly rhyme?

Who has time for a silly rhyme?

When there is so much crime

And I need more time

To find my lost dime

Who has time for a silly rhyme?

Who has time for a silly rhyme?

Maybe during halftime

Maybe during hard times

Maybe even at lunch time

Who has time for a silly rhyme?

Who has time for a silly rhyme?

I’ll make time at springtime

When the drummer plays in time

And if I get some spare time

Then I’ll have time for a silly rhyme

Larry Lou and Sue

© 2015 by P Michael Biggs

Larry Lou and Sue

You should see what they do

They walk and talk

They go to Bangkok

That’s some of what they love to do

Larry Lou and Sue

Try to wear the same shoe

They fall and crawl

They can’t catch a foul ball

What are they going to do

The time has come to end

This poem that I have penned

It’s getting late

And I ain’t ate

Larry Lou and Sue remain friends