Humorous poem about a snowball that keeps getting bigger.

Updated erotic version of the nursery rhyme Jack and Jill.

Jack n’ Jill.

I like potatoes. Potatoes are good. There are lots of types of Potatoes. I like to dream about myself (gorging on an endless buffet of potatoes).

Up on the hill.

This is a fun poem about being so funk de filed with soul.

This is a fun poem, about Jack and Jill…

This is a fun poem – for you and me…