I n a perfect world,
there would be no need for emulsification.
~ by Russ Allison Loar
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In A Perfect World
I n a perfect world,
there would be no need for emulsification.
~ by Russ Allison Loar
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You Did Not Return My Shovel
You did not return my shovel.
I really need it bad.
You left and took my shovel.
It’s made my life so sad.
It was my only shovel.
I had it all these years.
I own no other shovel.
My tool shed sheds such tears.
Shining in the sun.
Glowing in the rain.
O my lost shovel,
Causes me such pain.
I am cold in the night
Cause my shovel’s not in sight.
How can I carry on
When my shovel’s lost and gone?
Someday when you’re in hell,
You’ll know the reason why.
You horked my beauty shovel,
And digging made you die.
~ Russ Allison Loar
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Home On The Range
Home on the range,
On the horse.
~ Words and artwork by Russ Allison Loar
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A Matter Of Taste
What does a garage door . . .
. . . have in common with
the Rock Of Gibraltar?
They both taste bad with ketchup!
~ by Russ Allison Loar
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