Poem of the Day
Yellow Striped Pajamas
By Shamsher Bahadur Singh
walking silently on his paws, he emerges from the semidarkness and disappears into it.
walking silently on his paws, he emerges from the semidarkness and disappears into it.
I hold no greater value
than the secret
Please believe I strive
Come on, let's conjure up
something really horrible:
What would you most hate
The raccoon got up on the roof and wouldn’t come down. I threw rocks
at it and it danced between them. Finally I decided to get my shotgun.
I got a ladder from the garage and climbed up on it. Then I took aim and
The light that is shining
over there is a traffic sign.
I returned the money I borrowed.
I’ve heard a great deal about the new mall, but I haven’t
actually been there. It is full of palm trees and fountains. It
even has a waterfall. And there’s a bamboo forest with real pandas
We have been asked to report to the police any suspicious
behavior we might observe. Well, I observe suspicious behavior
all the time. Yesterday, there was a man in a dress picking up
My bird is the cardinal,
one will sometimes come to me
or vanishing bluebird,
When I came out of my study, Ginny was standing there with
wet hair. “Are you going to town today?” she asked me. “I wasn’t
planning on it,” I said. “Oh, never mind,” she said. “What is it?”
A friend of mine, Claude Larkin, was taken into custody
yesterday and was being held on suspicion, suspicion of what
I don’t know. Claude was probably the most upright citizen
I sat at my desk and contemplated all that I had accomplished
this year. I had won the hot dog eating contest on Rhode Island.
No, I hadn’t. I was just kidding. I was the arm wrestling champion