Friday, February 27, 2026

Poetry Thursday

    



  


  My friends Angel Sammys and Teddys Pawetatonhave provided the picture below to inspire our poetry





Toby felt a sense of calm

After the pain that had caused his old body such harm

And ripped him from his sweet Mama’s arms

As he bought the proverbial farm

*

The next thing Toby knew he was wet

Into the River of Life his body had been sent

Until his body onto a bank did ascent

And for the first time in days he felt content

**

Toby stood not knowing which way to go

But then saw a flying crow

And the way the river did flow

And his heart was aglow

***

They Toby saw a bright light

Like a sparkling dawn pushing away unrelenting night

And Toby knew there was no longer reason for fright

And pain was replaced by delight.

****

Then he saw the Bridge made of stone

On the edge flowers were strewn

And towering above it two rainbows had grown

And Toby knew he was at his true forever home

*****

Then someone his name did call

And past him went his favorite lost ball

Then he was tackled by, and began running with his long lost brother Bar Crawl

And he saw, laughing, dear Uncle Paul

*******

By the time Toby learned he had transitioned to the other side

It was something he could abide

And he felt bad for all those on the mortal side he left behind

He adapted to his new role of being their spirit guide.


Tuesday, February 24, 2026

Beat this caption




 Believe me mom this isn’t the weird part. Daddy has the baby on a leash trying to get it to poop in the snow

Monday, February 23, 2026

Monday Question

 

When I went to sleep Sunday night it was lightly snowing and eight hours later, when I woke up, there was more than two feet of snow on the ground.

It was such a bad storm the house plants were drooping like they were ducking a punch.

Of course, I did not go outside.

I do not do manual labor like shoveling and I do not walk in the snow like an animal.

What is the most extreme weather you have experienced?





Friday, February 20, 2026

Friday Fill-Ins

 


It’s Friday Fill In time. Ruby’s fill ins are in capitals


My Zodiac Sign is IF YOUR MOON IS IN MY HOUSE COVER IT UP BECAUSE I DON’T NEED TO SEE THAT.


My Zodiac animal is THE BRUSSELS GRIFFON. I WAS BORN AT 3:13 AM ON JULY 20 2021 IN THE MIDDLE OF A THUNDERSTORM. ANY SOUL BORN AT THE PLACE AND TIME IS A GRIFFON FOR LIFE.


For me a WARM BREEZE reminds me of MY FIRST YEAR OF MY LIFE LIVING IN FLORIDA WHERE THERE WAS NO SNOW, ICE, I.C.E. OR PEASKY MEASLES VACCINES.


A PURPLE LEASH is the only thing keeping me FROM LOSING MY PARENTS; IF THEY WEREN’T TETHERED TO ME THEY WOULD WANDER INTO THE WOODS AND JOIN THE MOLE PEOPLE IN A SUBTERRANIAN UNIVERSE.  


Thursday, February 19, 2026

Poetry Thursday


  My friends Angel Sammys and Teddys Pawetatonhave provided the picture below to inspire our poetry






I had not driven my truck for awhile

Even through I had both skill and guile

But I never had a task so vile

As when I had to transport the Epstein Files

*

They promised it would not be a big load

But when I saw them I stopped cold

To transport them I was promised their weight in gold

And promised those who wanted to thwart me would not do damage because they were old

**

But I knew they were wrong as soon as I left the document dump

Because a tank behind me gave me a hideous bump

Almost wrapping me around a tree trunk

And driving the tank was a red and orange faced President Trump

***

A helicopter rose from behind a prison

And when the pilot opened fire I thought I was done

But I dodged the bullets and stayed on the run

Frustrating the efforts of President Bill Clinton

****

A Gatling gun began firing on cue

Being wielded by the former Prince Andrew

And when a laser laden drone began to pursue

I said “I bet it belongs to Bill Gates that’s who”

*****

Elon Musk filled the road with malfunctioning electric cars and that didn’t do the trick

Les Wexner failed to stop me with panties fired by models from Victoria’s Secret

Richard Branson launched a rocket that malfunctioned and landed like a ton of bricks

And Steve Bannon tried to gun me down so I ran him over - the filthy prick

*******

I vow to deliver the documents I am carrying

Even if the road goes on forever

As I am chased by those with the most silver dollars

I’m not going to let them catch me no

Not gonna let them catch the Epstein Files driver


Poetry Thursday

             My friends  Angel Sammys and Teddys Pawetaton have provided the picture below to inspire our poetry Toby felt a sense of calm A...