March 17th, 2012 
Evan 
For those of you who want to copy and reuse the poem. Here is the text version. Feel free to pin it and then hug your husband… He needs it.
I haven’t seen my wife.
She’s been gone for many days.
I’ve tried to send her messages.
I have tried several ways.
But now it seems she’s lost.
With her new found interest.
Curse her friend,
Who invited her to Pinterest.
By Evan James Griffin
April 19th, 2011 Evan The hardest part of work,
is to pretend you’re working hard.
You can only stack so many papers,
or shuffle so many business cards.
In one tab you’ll have your email.
And the other you’ll have your shows.
And you can switch between them so quickly
Your boss hardly knows.
Hulu shows the Office,
Youtube has dancing Dogs.
Amazon sells lots of books,
On Ebay you bought some Pogs.
An online game of Scrabble
Makes you think of many words.
But when nature calls you leave,
And beat angry birds.
But once you tire of Facebook,
And you’ve written too many Tweets.
You’ll stroll down to the breakroom,
And help yourself to treats.
And if there is a co worker,
with semi-engaging news
You’ll only stop and gossip,
for at least an hour or two.
Other times you’ll play ping pong,
your favorite company perk.
It’s amazing what you get done.
when you come to work.
By Evan James Griffin
September 24th, 2010 Evan She said she wanted mousetraps,
But on her list she wrote moose.
So now I’m responsible
For letting this creature loose.
By Evan James Griffin
August 31st, 2010 Evan 
I had a pair of exploding underpants,
That I thought were really cool.
Until they exploded…
When I was walking into school.
By Evan Jame Griffin
August 16th, 2010 Evan A snowflake’s enemy is a warm tongue
A singer’s enemy is a song poorly sung.
A teacher’s enemy is a tardy child.
A stylist’s enemy is hair gone wild.
A buyer’s enemy are over priced homes.
My enemies are those who don’t like poems.
By Evan James Griffin
August 5th, 2010 Evan 
They said I was for decoration,
And I didn’t think they were liars.
But then they struck the match,
And set my hair on fire!
By Evan James Griffin
July 16th, 2010 Evan 
The stinky foot is a curse,
that no one wants to smell.
The stinky foot is a secret,
that no one wants to tell.
The stinky foot is rotten,
and an enemy to the shoe.
It’s the worst smell in the world,
Next to you. 
By Evan James Griffin
July 14th, 2010 Evan I broke my leg
When I jumped from the house
I broke the vase
Running from a mouse
I broke the rules
When I came home late
I broke the fence
When I slammed the gate
And I broke my pencil
When it wouldn’t bend
But I promise
I didn’t break wind.
By Evan James Griffin
July 8th, 2010 Evan What will happen when every word has been rhymed?
And every phrase has been mixed and matched
over a million times.
Will the earth stop spinning,
And fall off its track?
Will the sun fall from the sky,
And turn to black?
Will hearts stop pounding,
And heads begin to throb?
Or worse,
Will poets lose their jobs?
By Evan James Griffin
July 6th, 2010 Evan I had a house plant
And it had to go potty
so it soiled itself.
By Evan James Griffin
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