I wished I could draw like my stepfather,

But it’s pure talent, he’s a master;

When I was young I only doodled,

Nothing realistic, most were muddled.

When I saw Doodlers Anonymous,

I thought it was magnificus!

There’s hope for a doodler like me,

Practice, practice, later I’ll see.

-May 14, 2010-

I was at the table,

Eraser in my left hand,

Pencil in my right,

Drawing book under.

Thinking I’ll be able,

To doodle something grand,

When I screamed at the sight,

Of a mouse below me, “FLYPAPER!”

-May 14, 2010-

Doodle dee, doodle doo,

Now using my pencil too;

At the same time,

Give some rhyme,

So poegging dot com,

Will not have a bare home.

Doodling, poegging,

Multitasking.

-May 13, 2010-