Bad Santa

You better watch out… You don’t and you’ll cry
You better not doubt… I’m telling you why…
Santa Flaws is coming to town!
He smells like a fungus. He’s covered with lice.
He spits when he talks… and he’s not very nice.
Santa Flaws is coming to town!
He sneaks in while you’re sleeping
And eats up all the cake
He drinks the beer and kicks the dog
So beware for goodness sake!
You better watch out… You don’t and you’ll cry,
You better not doubt… I’m telling you why… Santa Flaws is coming to town!
by Roberta Baird
The side of the family that no one wants to talks about!
Sneaky ~ Illustration Friday
There’s nothing more sneaky than an unclaimed poof!
This is a ditty I wrote some time ago. The illustration that went with it needed a make over though… so here’s the new Fairy Mary!
Assorted Mummies in my Sketchbook

Pretty gruesome text but beware, that’s the way of the Mummy!
Below is my Miranda Mummy. To read the poem that goes with her click the link below.
http://www.robertabaird.com/blog/index.php/2008/10/10/illustration-friday-string
Pages 23 and 24 of the Sketchbook Project 2011
Illustration Friday ~ Immovable

Ella Rena
Ballerina
Pachyderm Divine!
Come take a chance
And watch her dance
But make sure
You read the sign!
“Front Row Seats Available!”
By Roberta Baird
Orin the Ordinary #3

They all seemed very friendly…. so Orin tried his best.
It’s just that he had things to do. It wasn’t time to rest!
Orin the Ordinary #2

The children soon took notice that Father’s not all there.
So they packed away the memories and gave away the chair…
Orin the Ordinary #1

In a dimly lighted room, In a scruffy beat up chair,
Orin sat amongst the memories…. and wished that she was there.
stay tuned…..
Illustration Friday ~ Cracked
Illustration Friday ~ Talisman
Lady Belinda was beautiful of heart
Though her outward appearance gave town folks a start
Her dreams of a suitor had not yet come true
With only internal beauty, what’s a poor hag to do?
So she consulted her Grimoire and found a grand hex
She enchanted a ruby and hung it round her neck
She squealed to the mirror “Why Belinda… You’re hot!”
But her mirror was faulty… to others she was not!
The lesson to garner, so you won’t be alone…
Keep the hope in your heart and not in a stone.


