Throwback Thursday: Remembering Shel Silverstein

What the hell is happening, Dreamstone?!

              I thought I would do the whole trhowback thursday thing. So today I have a Silverstein-ish poem for you all. Now, I didn't read any Shel books until last year. But when I did...........I fell in love with him. I know his poms are for kids. but I just love them. Come to think of it, he helped me realize I wanted to write poems! So, Thanks a lot!

Hey, they call it throwback thursday not throwback friday for a reason, right? ha ha. But it is 11:02PM so I should get the show on the road. Here goes....


Living Alone in Maxwell's House

I'd live alone in Maxwell's house
Drink coffee all day and
Not need to pray

I'd play all his game
And over feed his cat
And I'd never wipe my feet on the mat......shhhh

I'd put on all his hats
And let in wild bats!
And maybe even Bobcats......shhhh

I'd eat all his food
And be in a joyful mood
And be happy in knowing I did no good......shhhh

When he was ready to come home
I'd steal his cat and take the never used mat

And I'd need to say,
Maxwell needs to change his locks......shhhh