Guilty of Rhymertism

Looking for something unusual? How about some down-to-earth poetry for the ordinary man/woman? The kind that will bring a smile or raise your hackles up. A well-seasoned retiree reveals his innate sense of humor and skewed outlook on life by lampooning idols from E. B. White to God while extolling the virtues of home sweet home and livening the stew with a smattering of handmade comical drawings. No computerized stuff here. Just a generous use of white-out. The Preface will give you an idea of what to expect from a wild assortment of poems by an old geezer who prefers to be known as a “renegade rhymer”.