This one may be too tragic for some readers. There once was a deep-rooted tree. Who hoped he could roam
Everyone knows that witches like to eat children. Hazel and Thistle were no different. They were sisters who lived together
Happy Thursday! Here is your weekly limerick: There once was a clothes-wearing hawk. Who attempted to put on a sock.
Here is your weekly limerick! I know a blogger named Dwight.* Who always insists he is right. If you counter
Pizza was Ralph’s biggest vice. To abstain was his doctor’s advice. When temptation came, He could not refrain, And died
(Written after several days of trying to keep a Venus Fly Trap alive. Someone please explain how those things survive
And now back to the Thursday Limerick. Seattle is home to a brew, That helps me start each day anew.
Here is your random limerick for the week. A hipster named Jose once said,He would only eat organic bread. When
He had a strict routine for irritating people. He would begin his day going into one stall in every restroom across the terminal and shredding an entire roll of toilet paper.
I combined all my Alexander stories into a novella which you can download for the e-reader of your choice here: