06.10.2021
I once knew a mouse
Who could stand on one hand
He was known the world over
As “One-handed Stan”
He got hired for birthdays
He got hired for schools
He got hired by royals
Who paid with their jewels
He was asked by the czars
To do stands in their halls
And his message machine
Couldn’t hold all their calls
Stan cried as he shook
As his elbow near split
“I’ve got to retire—
I can’t keep up this bit.
I’ve only two hands
At the end of two arms
And I don’t use the left one;
Right-handed’s my charm.
So I’ve got to get out
But I’ll need an excuse
These czars can be petty
There’s reputation to lose.”
Then Stan figured it out
And a plan he did make
An arm injury
He did concoct and fake
For an entire month
He sat on his duff
And ate as he wished
And watched some fun stuff
And he liked it so well
He thought he’d maintain
And so “One-handed Stan”
Never performed again
06.09.2021
My daughter she climbs
To the tops of the trees
She is fearless and ready
To hold what she sees
She’s a builder by trade
And a queen by her carriage
Though she says she’ll skip princess
With no help from marriage
She is catching up birds
To return to the air
They are cardinals and robins
She handles with care
They are catch-throats and criminals
Crumbs from the ground
Yet she catches them up
With no ungracious sound
06.08.2021
Mrs. Macomber and Mrs. McPhee
The regular ladies of cloth seek to flee
The iris of diamonds
The plentiful sea
A tremendous tremble
Trembles in me
06.07.2021
Mr. Macomber and Mr. McPhee
The riders of tigers
The climbers of trees
The spirits of summer
The scrapers of knees
Albert walked back into the stationary shop and set his things down. He took a large piece of paper and made a sign which he taped to the front door. Then he began cutting the pie, excited to share the first piece.
06.04.2021
As we come to a close on “Albert Willis and the Key Lime Pie”, I find that I am quite proud of Albert. While first appearing a simple and clumsily charming fellow, I felt disappointed that his character did not shine through in the midst of this obsessive ordeal with the first pie. After a rough patch, however, I appreciate that he didn’t give up and found a way to share his gifts with others. As I look toward the next story in The Daily Parade, I’m encouraged to keep trying to do the same.