Mandy Polyp
Mandy Polyp liked to dollop mustard on her cheese, Said it’s great, she always ate the way that Mandy pleased.
From time to time, keep in mind, Mandy likes to eat, Dishes odd, like candied cod and peanut buttered beet.
You don’t know, the way I know, the worst is yet to come, Mandy likes green onion spikes, sprinkled on her gum.
Now you’ve heard, the quite absurd habits of Miss Mandy, I invite you now, to share this cow covered in mint candy!
I Just Forgot
My Daddy’s always mad at me, His temper’s always hot, He says, “You never listen,” I say, “I just forgot.”
He’s always busy working, He never wants to play, He says, “I have to clean the house,” And that seems to take all day!
He’s tired in the evening, But always makes the time, To help me with my homework, So I guess I shouldn’t mind.
Sometimes we go for hikes, He teaches me lots of things, Like how the forest lives, And why a bird sings.
My Dad and I sing silly songs, And joke around a lot, Now why was I mad at him? I guess I just forgot.
Jeremiah Jollyton
Jeremiah Jollyton, a saddened soul was he, For in the town of Hempleton, he could not drink his tea.
Underneath the oceans mark, a thousand leagues below, His water would not boil, for too great the pressure’s so.
Hempleton, the folks thereof, were mighty big and strong, To live so far below the sea, to them, did not seem wrong,
The taps ran ice, from pressure high, four hundred pound per inch! So great, those folks of Hempleton, that they felt their lives a cinch.
But when it comes to drinking tea, this is where they lack. Perplexed, they think ideas grand, for this, they had a knack.
Then, thought Jeremiah, to a mountain high atop, He shall boil his water there, if first his ears don’t pop!
When Brother Goes Away
(Dedicated to my wonderful children)
Little Monkey, Little Monkey, how will you be, When your big Brother Monkey lives by the sea?
Little Monkey, Little Monkey, what will you say, When your big Brother Monkey, isn’t here to play?
Little Monkey, Little Monkey, what will you do, When your big Brother Monkey can’t watch over you?
Little Monkey, Little Monkey, how will you stand, When your big Brother Monkey can’t hold your hand?
Little Monkey, Little Monkey, when your brother goes away, We will all be so said, and we just all want to say, We love you Brother Monkey, we hope you can stay.
Candy Bazaar
Dibbleplitz, Zinglesnaps, Cherryquips and pops, That is what you’ll find in my candy shop.
Isles for miles, as far as you’ll see, Rows of Quadknocks and Mud Jubilee.
Mucks are my favourite, and Pudd-Ducks are great, But Whipsniller Fizzbats, I can hardly wait.
If your looking for Thungles, you’ll find them right there, Behind the Pip Snacks and Faux Angel Hair.
If chewing Scums Gum is your greatest pleasure, I sell it by the foot, so please, what’s your measure.
And for all those fine kids, who’s mom said they’re naughty, I sell candied toothpaste to make your teeth rotty.
So girls and boys of all shapes and size, Come in to my shop, you won’t believe your eyes.
Wiggly Wumble
Wiggly Wumble, once did stumble, on his words one day, Now you may feel, it’s no big deal, but him I did hear say,
On one sunny aft, an eastern draft, blowing his cares away, Wumble said, “My dear friend Fred, would you like to play?”,
Fred replied, like the swelling tide, “What would you like to do?”, “I don’t quite care, but I do declare, it should be something new,”
“I must agree,” said Fred with glee, “ideas, I have a few.” “As do I,” Wiggly shan’t deny, “I’d like to chew your shoe.”
The Stowaway
Upon my head fell a yellow leaf, Stowed away as an autumn thief.
Wet and soggy from last night rain, To wet and sog and rain my brain.
Plucking off the leaf though dead, Seemed full of life upon my head.
From death it gave no life or essence But did, to me, give joy and presence.
Did it give it’s life for me, It’s cozy spot high in the tree,
Or was it for a greater good, To colour up the neighborhood,
So all my friends would feel as I, Glad these leaves had caught their eye.
I’m Back!
Yes, Wiggly Wumble went a bit stagnant for a while. But I am back with a new outlook on writting and contributing to this website, which I have made quite easy for myself.
What to expect – I am hoping to post poems on a frequent basis, perhaps as many as five poems a week. The old ones will be republished first and then the new content will follow soon after.
Getting in touch – some of you might have noticed that I had never responded to any feedback emails you might have sent over the last little bit. That’s because I have been hit with a huge influx of spam and had disabled the email account that the old contact form submitted to. If you want to begin correspondance with me again, you can drop me an email at the address listed here.
Coda takes the cake
Finally an app that takes site creation/management seriously, and takes software bloat even more serious. Few affordable web development apps out there really handle web project development and management well, save for DreamWeaver… but then one must refer back to the idea of affordable. Now Panic Software offers Coda, a complete web authoring and management package all wrapped up into one window.
Does this make you more productive? It certainly can. Does it make you faster? It certainly will. What you’ve got is a tool that will allow you to code your markup, style it, add some DOM scripting, perform some terminal queries, write some server side php and publish it all in one handy package! It’s like RapidWeaver for pro’s. I’ve just scratched the surface of this app and I am sure there will be more productivity posts concerning this app coming from me very soon.
Go scriptastically fast
So few mac users seem to be aware of the power of AppleScript. This english-like language is so powerful and potentially time saving, but you don’t have to know a thing about programing to take advantage of the technology. Fortunately because the language is so easy, everyone and their second cousin is writing scripts for everything imaginable and distributing them freely around the web. Just think of something you’d like to see an automated process for… now go look for that on Google. Boom! It’s there.
Let’s get specific. You spend a lot of time sorting out your emails (by month as is often the case) but this takes a while (especially if you get the kind of mail volume I do) and you are prone to making mistakes. But if you had something that took care of that for you… like this, that would make life easier. Or what about posting to a WordPress blog? it sucks to have to go to the site, login, go to the right admin tab, write your post and publish… But what if you had a script that allowed you to post to your WordPress from your desktop… like this. Or say you write to a website like this and you don’t want to open a bloated ftp client every time your upload a supporting graphic. You just want drop a file in a folder and have it go there magically… like this!
If you haven’t given applescripts a go yet, give a shot now. You will save yourself a ton of time and effort.