The Powertool Shed

1. Rember K. Yoates

Rember K. Yoates is a name you seldom hear;
But when he is seen he arouses fear.
Karl Von Strauss’ assistant is he-
Who cross-eyed, knock-kneed be.

Rember K. Yoates has excellent taste.
He eats horned toads soaked in crocodile paste;
And for dessert, has lizard in wine.
That is the way, Rember doth dine.

He lives in a hole in the ground.
His abode is a most peculiar mound:
His rooms are all covered with blubber of whales;
And his pictures are all covered with legions of snails.

He digs graves and from the money he saves;
He buys intestinal patties for his step-daddy;
And, then, through thought-goes batty.

2. Ancient Resolution

Queen Hep-shet-shut told King Tut:
“I need some toilet paper to wipe my butt.”
“Use papyrus, it’ll work I guess:
Toilet paper ain’t been invented, yet.”

3. Untitled

The sun sets a golden crest across the evening sky;
Then with its light, fades into night;
And bids the day, goodby.
The moon brings a halo ring around its glowing face;
And stays so fair, without a care;
While drifting on through space.
Then love comes to lucky ones, to give them happiness.
So as to say, in a way, that life is but a jest!

4. THE TRIP

To soar above the palace heights,
Of earth and seek the sky-
Is but to dawn enchanted wings,
and float and lull and fly.

To fly above the earth in sleep,
And make to worlds anew,
To sail a ship of airways’ guest.
..Makes the troubles few.

When in the eve of night I sit,
In soaring plane of air,
And drift along a silent stream,
To dream without a care.

5. OBSERVATION

I think that I shall never fight,
A kite a-flying in the night.
For what flies ‘ore, I do not see:
Doesn’t, doesn’t bother me!

Gene Smith is an e-zine writer from West Virginia. He has written several songs and one book. He lives near Charles Town.

(c)2006 Gene Smith