The Ethereal Scupper

Author: NDExile

  • Something Else

    Some things are haunting and dismal, they just won’t leave me be.

    Some days are dreary and dark,

    No sunshine do I see.

    Though these things would plague me, if they had their way.

    I overcome their effect by recalling a happier, brighter day.

    I have reminders of goodness to drive away whatever brings me down.

    As I reminisce of these things a smile grows where once there was a frown.

    These memories that I treasure once created have no end.

    They were given in your simple words as you said, “You are my friend.”

  • Do you have a quote you live your life by or think of often?

    Every serious situation must be treated with the proper level of humor.

  • What is your favorite holiday? Why is it your favorite?

    When asked by a news correspondent which holiday was his favorite, Arnold Schwarzenegger replied, “I still luv Easta baby.”

  • Like a Rolling Scone

    Like a Rolling Scone

    There was a young man from Boston.

    Bought two blueberry scones, but lost one. 

    Upon his return home;

    He found it under a stone. 

    Ate them both to have none.

  • Victory Dance

    Victory Dance

    There was a young man from Lansing, 

    With an affinity for singing and dancing. 

    Advising members of the MSU football team,

    On a celebratory end-zone routine.

    To see an increase in touchdown passing. 

  • Downhill from Here

    Downhill from Here

    There once wss a man from Pierre. 

    A vaunted cross-country skier. 

    Gave up his sport for a bigger thrill. 

    Ever since he’s gone downhill. 

    Ended his hobby to make it a career. 

  • Location, Location

    There was a young Moose from Bottineau.

    Had a severe aversion to lots of snow. 

    To remedy the situation. 

    He moved South in our nation. 

    To Louisiana’s city of Thibodaux.

  • There’s Always Time

    There’s Always Time

    When I was young, time was naught. It moved at glacial speed.

    In middle-age, time was a tool, used to clothe and feed.

    In later years, time is a gift, to be given to those we love.

    Time is a seed, planted and grown, tended by The Gardener above.

  • You Are What You Eat

    You Are What You Eat

    There was an eclectic Aardvark from France.

    That ant-eater wore pantaloons, not pants. 

    A great thirst for knowledge had he. 

    Earned himself an advanced degree. 

    A Masters in Fine-ants. 

  • No Practice

    No Practice

    Life is impromptu . . . It cannot be rehearsed. 

    You fly by the seat of your pants . . . your course can’t be reversed. 

    Without a plan you wing it . . . satisfying an impulsive thirst. 

    Life is full of uncertainty . . . Eat your dessert first!