Poem about a guy with a huge appetite.

Apple pie is more empty than you think!

Al goes for the juglar to extricate his pal from the slammer.

Violets are yellow,
Roses are green,
Fields are way better than my T.V screen.

"In A Hypothetical World" is basically a fictitious story about two people on opposing sides of an argument and the lengths they go to to prove they’re right.

A poem of Freedom and Love.

The smells, sight and touch during the holidays.

Its about our Thanks Giving Dinner.

I wanted to show a connection between food and love.

People don’t want to hear it, but we should say what we really mean.