Yesterday I showed you some of the less serious poems I've been finding in our junk mail. Here's a subset of those poems: those where the appeal is not to charity, not to education or culture, but to plain old GREED.
I make abstract art -- usually with a needle but sometimes with a pen, brush or camera, scissors and glue, pliers and wirecutters, whatever is there. I have a husband, two sons, seven sewing machines, a big messy studio and lots of other people's art. Life is good!