A Snail by Any Other Name

A silly play on letters and words… A Snail by Any Other Name If we took the ‘s’ off snail, Would he then become a nail? Could his soft and slimy self, Be a fixing in a shelf? If we took the ‘n’ off still, Now as ail would he be ill? If we took

Humpty Dumpty Reimagined

A bit of silliness to brighten your day.. Humpty Dumpty Reimagined Humpty Dumpty fled with the loot,with all the King’s men hot in pursuit.They tasered him to make him fall,and had fried eggs for breakfast at Hadrian’s wall. ….. Want to see more from Gayle: Click here for Gayle’s Weekend Notes Articles Click here for

Sorrow’s Child

A poem in the style of centuries past The Reaper stood, his morbid scythe raised high above his head, His deathly shadow, cold and long, upon my papa’s bed. “My Lord”, I begged, “strike not this night, but stay your fatal hand. Steal not this man beloved, this worthy soul, from earthly land.” His answer,