Autism on Demand

 The challenge of orange. I accept the challenge of orange writing a poem where everything rhymes with orange The problem is nothing rhymes with orange except for orange So it feels impossible to write a poem just using orange giving that only orange rhymes with orange I hereby relinquish the challenge of orange I simply can't write a poem only using words that rhyme with orange copyright reserved © Autism on Demand 2026

 Monkey Once upon a time there was monkey and it was monkey I am monkey and long have I studied the monkey Now I have become monkey so I can make monkey and save the monkey because everything is monkey All I know is monkey and everything is monkey copyright reserved © Autism on Demand 2026

My silly sublime slime (2026) Once upon a time there was this little slime He was always covered in grime and he couldn't even rhyme In his mind he was sublime when in fact he was just a yellow blob of slime He had nothing but time downtime lunchtime bedtime and sometimes even playtime His favorite time was lunchtime because then I feed him his daily lime All he knew was to mime pretending he was the big boss of all crime but only for ten minutes at a time then its time for more downtime He doesn't do much else most of the time he's just a useless little slime. copyright reserved  © Autism on Demand 2026

The Duality of Man     Once upon a time there was no crime   But that was just because there wasn't much of anything the world was a barren husk there was dawn, there was dusk but there was no other single thing for this earth had not yet given birth   There were no birds that sang or fish that swam   Yet   For slowly and gradually  an eventuality   Plants began to grow their seeds they did sow far and wide for the earth did provide   Eventually there was man he was this hairless naked thing of the world he knew, not a thing   But in that apish mind of his there brewed a plan and he knew this All of this could be his Should be his   Sometimes He was greedy and cruel using fear as a tool He wanted to learn more about this world but only to see how far His weapons could be hurled He wanted power He wanted the world to cower And gaze on the terror He ha...

 Watcher in the water I am the watcher in the dark He who never sleeps. With skin as tough as bark Seeing every creature that creeps, on this vast earth there is no one out of my sight no one that can escape my might, for Long have a stared unblinkingly from the abyss waiting, for my prey to come to me for I am patience itself. Long before the first creature had taken its first breath I drifted in the void time has lost its effect on me. Occasionally some unlucky sailors happen on my lair and I feed once again, not to sate any hunger. Simply because it is expected of me It has been so long I know nothing else now. For when I raise my monstrous head they already know their doom. Long before they can see the vastness of my form Long before they hear the snapping of my enormous limbs they feel me at the edge of my senses. No one who ever seen me has been able to tell the tale Many did live none with their minds intact for I am the watcher in the deep my mere presence makes men weep Ou...

  There are two sides to everything far away in a city unknown a man walked in the busy yet lifeless street   towards a destination unknown on a path yet to be found followed by a past long since forgotten

  Hairy and Scary Once there was a beast He invited everyone in the village to a feast   What was on the menu, they did not know, but to the feast they did go For the food was free Making their wallets jump with glee

    The Speedy Toad Behold the speedy toad Driving along the long bendy road He's been driving for a while Enjoying every mile Behold the greedy toad Driving along the bumpy road Driving without a care The speed limit simply isn't fair

  The Horse, The Mule, The Ass Behold the horse the mule the ass standing there slowly masticating the long green grass

  We March to War In the name of God, we go to war Hereafter there will be reason to fight no more   Hear the sound of our marching feet Taking us to the foes we would meet Defeating them would be an easy feat We would cut them down like wheat  

An Ode to The "Great" Conquerors of History Some often look fondly upon history's great warlords Leading their mighty hordes Wielding their shiny swords Intent on squashing the whole world under their thumb An intention rather dumb Their chances of doing so, being next to none

Nonsense Poem Would you compose mad stories! Like every full wet cloud Just poring dark ice Covers all the air A slow cloth Fall to heaven A sun will ever fade away

Inches from salvation   his breath was heavy and his legs were leaden but still he carried on he was only half a mile from the border with the enemy following his trail a trail of red running through the icy forest covered in a blanket of white from behind he heard harsh voices of men led by the sound of barking hounds

My Hovel In my putrid hovel the fire burns low For sustenance I have a pressing need This wretched meat has died days long gone But I am starving, therefore I must feed