Cleansing, the new hygiene, creates
a clean so clean it shines like rust.
Soap and rags and bleach and brooms just
clean our homes not nature’s landscapes.
-Lynne
Monthly Archives: January 2012
What a Cat! Whisker’s Mother!
-Cheri
What a Cat! Happy Birthday, Cheri!
-Cheri
Title and caption by Lynne.
Four Lines
I interrupt this mess of guts
to announce my sister’s birthday.
Many good thoughts I send your way
because, Schatzi, gifts cost too much.
The mess in one’s gut is the clean
of the whole digestive process.
A gut’s bad smell signals success
and cleansing disrupts it’s hygiene.
-Lynne
Four Lines
Wealth when given to fruits and nuts
rests not on the truth of a claim,
for health surely is always gained
by cleansing the mess in one’s guts.
-Lynne
What a Cat! Eye of Cat!
-Cheri
Four Lines
The scent of ripe peach cures your health;
the doctor retreats from apples.
Food fights our organic battles
among the fruits and nuts for wealth.
-Lynne
What a Cat! Birth of Cat!
-Cheri
Four Lines
Four lines find ways to comic speech
by reading earnest delusions
which sell your way with illusions
of health through the scent of ripe peach.
-Lynne
What a Cat! The Industrial Comic Book Linktenstein!
-Cheri
the crafty sisters 