The birds are singing

Rumor has another Iowa day, Eighties prediced Chirp,chirp, At this rate summer is in midswing, Chirp,chirp Winters on its way, We had no spring, Will we have fall? Chirp,chirp?

July

Soon corn will be grew, Labor Day gone, Leaves depart, July next month, Every change moves us forward, Five cats need fixing, Only change I look forward to in cold, Summer started without Spring, Will winter start before fall? If not all can go Solar what will a few change?

Tippy,tippy top,

From my.office, From my chair, Electric a must, Surrounded, Ensconced(pretty sure spellings off,) Thingie of Superman in his big ice thingy, Books to port, Books at kiel, Books to stern, Books in my wake, When I peer up, At the tippy,tippy,top, With Sheldon Cooper and my little eye, I spy yellow, Last night second night

Wolf howl!

Standinging the darken doorway Glint of last rays of evening Sift through branches and limbs Two women standing passionately Klidascope Flash of color Eyes playing tricks Next glance long legged woman Lucious Bewiching Alone stands White Glistening white teeth Next vista Woman sexy sees me looking Sweating Next go around Lite shirt One ruby droplet