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Poem: Pegleg | |
| | Title | First line |
| 2003 Nov 27 | Girlish Lavender Hues | How feminine, this colour scheme! |
| 2003 Nov 28 | Phew! Poodles! | Beans, beans, the musical fruit |
| 2003 Nov 29 | Wink! | I think it's time for a limerick |
| 2003 Dec 4 | Cogito Ergo Pogo | Ergonomic chairs and beds are presently on sale |
| 2003 Dec 5 | Boohoo Hoodoo | How sad that ode was ended--and why I want to know? |
| 2003 Dec 10 | Wanton Destruction Is Assured | Got any new poems to wreck? |
| 2003 Dec 15 | Tumbling Over The Sweets | Your babka, I hear, is delicious. Your cheesecake is second to none. |
| 2003 Dec 21 | Subzero Igloos | A frozen smile has crossed her sullen face |
| 2004 Jan 11 | Forgotten Blips Of The Ages Neolithic | All I crave is a little attention |
| 2004 Jan 14 | Wetnurse Burdens | I was hired to breastfeed his pups |
| 2004 Jan 16 | Shivering With Sharks | When the mercury plunges to ungodly lows |
| 2004 Jan 23 | Bootblack Hatrack Knickknack | There are so many words that rhyme with "whack": |
| 2004 Jan 28 | My Toe Is Now Swollen Again | That fellow, Othello, could not be called mellow |
| 2004 Feb 5 | Wresting Joy From Daily Pickles | A pickle I wanted, and yet that darn lid |
| 2004 Feb 18 | The Great Roar | The lion's the king of the beasts |
| 2004 Feb 21 | Tardy Wishes For Sweethearts And Critics | Your valentine was late arriving, the message rather sappy |
| 2004 Mar 10 | Alternative Will | Tell me Doc - I've got to know |
| 2004 Mar 16 | Because I Am Seesawing | "Why do you carry hamsters in your pockets?" demanded Mrs. Pringle |
| 2004 Mar 22 | Before Cows Were Chic | They say you're no good |
| 2004 Mar 30 | Somehow Somewhere Leads Nowhere | Would you like to wax my floor? |
| 2004 Apr 2 | Gathering Clouds While Visigoths Circle | Let me be the first to say, it's nice to have you back |
| 2004 Apr 18 | Nursery Rhymes for Lawyers, Juries and Judges | Arnold Berry, quite contrary, |
| 2004 Apr 23 | Iconoclasts Rarely Gain Entry To Disneyland | Breaking down barriers and opening doors |
| 2004 May 1 | Late Comers To Rollerblades | Which came first, the liver or the wurst? |
| 2004 May 27 | After Backward Cause | An adman amiably asserted |
| 2004 Jun 2 | Oftentimes Manet Tried Somersaulting Over Renoir | Lanky Hank was the tallest of Sherpas |
| 2004 Jun 25 | Thistle Bow And Saw | This poem will be highbrow and clean as a whistle |
| 2004 Jul 6 | Forget About Broken Daisies | When you take a taxicab, don't forget to tip |
| 2004 Jul 16 | Tennis Balls Striking Us Forcibly | I never will get over |
| 2004 Jul 19 | Beep Road | My dear, have you lost your panache? |
| 2004 Aug 5 | Patience Is Never Compared To Hopscotch | Is solitaire a virtue? |
| 2004 Aug 14 | Naughty Thoughts Are Always Parochial | How fetching you look, Miss Sipple |
| 2004 Aug 20 | The Operatic Life | I had a fish named Rusty |
| 2004 Aug 30 | Channel The Avuncular | My Uncle says, "The weasel never sings." |
| 2004 Sep 7 | Left Handed And Concealed In Murky Allusions | Is it such a sin to lust |
| 2004 Sep 8 | The Snowman Assassinated By Fibreglass Mittens | A limerick written by me |
| 2004 Sep 17 | She-men And Domestic Appliances | If silence is golden, why won't you be quiet? |
| 2004 Sep 23 | Society Umbrellas | Your frothy latte burns my tongue |
| 2004 Oct 6 | Outlawed Haiku | This secret haven |
| 2004 Oct 12 | Namedroppers' Tango | Several times you've baked a cake |
| 2004 Oct 26 | Unsubtle Songs And Cowboy Gemstones | When packing bags, it's always best to try |
| 2004 Nov 2 | OK, Naysayer | Have you ever rode a Trojan horse? |
| 2004 Nov 18 | Envious Neighbors | They say that those who live their lives |
| 2004 Nov 29 | Visions Of Shouting Greengrocers | Last night I had the strangest dream |
| 2004 Dec 14 | Dickens Saith | "A pox upon thee, wretched cur!" |
| 2004 Dec 24 | Limblessly Effortless | Up here we no longer have a need . . . for thumbs |
| 2005 Jan 9 | Up In Canada Antlered Creatures Are Everywhere | Perhaps, your new line will go here. |
| 2005 Jan 18 | Home Schooling And No Bidets | Twice in one day! A rare delight |
| 2005 Jan 27 | The Christmas Milkmen | And here are the pictures |
| 2005 Feb 15 | Among Beanbags | So tell us, how many times have you |
| 2005 Feb 24 | Plans For Vacillation | I think I might go out today |
| 2005 Mar 7 | Flaring Hairclips | In latter days of green and blue |
| 2005 Mar 31 | Cultural Divides | I watched a ritual of the Baluchistanis; |
| 2005 May 4 | Doughboy Graduates | Cookies and biscuits, crackers and buns |
| 2005 Jun 3 | When Talents Droop As Feathers | One day, I hope to play the concertina. |
| 2005 Oct 23 | Pending Further Guests | Does anybody come here any more? |
| 2006 Jan 14 | They May Well Abandon Ship | Kansas Sam, Beefy, Will H, Karin, Grayman et al. |
| 2006 Feb 11 | Flames Coated With Heavy Penalties | The flames were gone, but, yet, a tiny ember |
| 2006 Mar 20 | All The Benighted Croutons | When choosing the proper wine |
| 2006 Apr 21 | A Cynical Attitude Toward Roadrunners | Out here in the wasteland |
| 2006 May 24 | Mute Soup And Memory Faded | I met a man whose nose extended |
| 2006 Jun 14 | Complicated Whimper | When cloning pigs or kangaroos |
| 2006 Jun 22 | Grave Mayhem | An awful example of verse |
| 2006 Jul 1 | Lingerie Throughout | Now harken to a tale so vile |
| 2006 Aug 10 | Never. Should We Windsurf | Don't forget to tie your shoes |
| 2006 Sep 1 | Your Villain In This Style | A superhero needs a cape |
| 2004 Dec 14 | Every Third Word Recited Effortlessly (Canticle ) | "A pox upon thee, wretched cur!" |
| 2006 May 12 | Elixirs Of Godknows What | I took a sip. I didn't know |