Jackfu, I agree with TG. It could be a children's poem. Loved the rhyme and rhythm. If this was in a child's book of poems, it would have marvelous illustrations.
Jackfu, I agree with TG. It could be a children's poem. Loved the rhyme and rhythm. If this was in a child's book of poems, it would have marvelous illustrations.
I do agree with TG and Joan. Wonderful story. But must add there is a sad ending for Sally Snail. You can blame it of the French. ========================================== Ingredients 6 tablespoons softened butter 2 teaspoons finely chopped shallots 1 clove garlic (crushed and finely chopped) 1 tablespoon finely chopped celery 1 tablespoon finely chopped, fresh parsley 1/4 teaspoon salt 1/8 teaspoon ground black pepper 12 large mushrooms (cleaned with stems removed) 12 large, canned snails
Jackfu, I agree with TG. It could be a children's poem. Loved the rhyme and rhythm. If this was in a child's book of poems, it would have marvelous illustrations.
Joan, I agree with you and TG about Dogbelle's poem, excellent.
And thank you for your compliment, I'm glad you enjoyed it!
Jackfu, I agree with TG. It could be a children's poem. Loved the rhyme and rhythm. If this was in a child's book of poems, it would have marvelous illustrations.
I do agree with TG and Joan. Wonderful story. But must add there is a sad ending for Sally Snail. You can blame it of the French. ========================================== Ingredients 6 tablespoons softened butter 2 teaspoons finely chopped shallots 1 clove garlic (crushed and finely chopped) 1 tablespoon finely chopped celery 1 tablespoon finely chopped, fresh parsley 1/4 teaspoon salt 1/8 teaspoon ground black pepper 12 large mushrooms (cleaned with stems removed) 12 large, canned snails
IF I stay - would you? if I go - would you cry? if I pray - would you be silenced? if I love - would you return it? if I fall - would you still love me? if I walk - would you hold my hand? if I hurt - would you comfort? if I lost my way - would you forgive me? if I if I hold you forever - would you kiss me and tell me sweet words of comfort? ==================================================== idea from -Oscar Hammerstein – If I Loved You
February’s amber crocus shoves through old, bleached bark, its jewels vivid against beige grass, bare trees, and dark slushy curbs. Next, sun-yellow daffodils stare at parched grass; soon rainbow tulips circle leafless trees, an umbrella of sticks their only shade, the grass still a carpet of colorless hay.
By the time water greens grasses, lilacs, forsythias, snowballs, magnolias and bulbs have browned; these flecks of beauty, momentary bait to winter’s hunger, gone. Nothing quite dovetails into total connection.
Unfair of Spring to toss sporadically vivid morsels like people do with rare and sometimes noble acts, kindness, smiles, polished nails and carefully groomed hair that lures for only a minute into forever, straw -colored flesh.
February’s amber crocus shoves through old, bleached bark, its jewels vivid against beige grass, bare trees, and dark slushy curbs. Next, sun-yellow daffodils stare at parched grass; soon rainbow tulips circle leafless trees, an umbrella of sticks their only shade, the grass still a carpet of colorless hay.
By the time water greens grasses, lilacs, forsythias, snowballs, magnolias and bulbs have browned; these flecks of beauty, momentary bait to winter’s hunger, gone. Nothing quite dovetails into total connection.
Unfair of Spring to toss sporadically vivid morsels like people do with rare and sometimes noble acts, kindness, smiles, polished nails and carefully groomed hair that lures for only a minute into forever, straw -colored flesh.
it does look like your sick of winter but did I read you wrong? sounds like your not wild about spring.
Doggie, I am sick of winter. But Spring can tease us around here. (People can tease too.) We just start to get decent weather and lovely flowers when a snow storm blasts through.
Doggie, I am sick of winter. But Spring can tease us around here. (People can tease too.) We just start to get decent weather and lovely flowers when a snow storm blasts through.
my view is this. summer and winter are there to make enjoy your life. along as you follow the rules. "in summer -use sun screen". in the winter "dress warm". ect,ect.
spring and fall are there to bump off older people. Because one day it's hot the next day it's cold. you know the drill. Us older folks don't adjust as fast as we once did. So cheer up. Have a stiff drink and a good cigar.
bad joke. Even though she was a whiskey maker. I loved her still.
"My Baby Got the Stomach Virus" - To the Tune of "Western Movies" (Goldsmith/Smith)
My Baby Got the Stomach Virus Tooooo save my soul I can't get no rest, Baby's got the bug and is she a mess Been up all night sittin’ on the john Barfin’ in a bucket and carryin’ on!
Ah... um... my baby got the stomach virus My baby got the stomach virus Wretch! Splat! Gag and flush My baby got the stomach virus
I asked my baby “Are you ok?” She said, “HELL, NO, just go away!!” I said, “It stinks, so, light a match or turn on the fan!” She said, “Why don’t you go play in the highway, man!”
Ah... um... my baby got the stomach virus My baby got the stomach virus Wretch! Splat! Gag and flush My baby got the stomach virus
Welllllllll, there’s no sleepin’ tonight and a sense of doom Smells like somebody died in our bathroom I feel so helpless, “What can I do?”, Except to hold your hair back while you have a puke
Ah... um... my baby got the stomach virus My baby got the stomach virus Wretch! Splat! Gag and flush My baby got the stomach virus
Well, she finally was able to get back up Lookin’ like somethin’ that the cat hocked up Now, what’s this funny feelin’ runnin’ thru my head? I’m a-sweatin’ and a tremblin’ Oops, I think I just messed the bed!
Ah... um... now I’ve a - got the stomach virus Now, I’ve a - got the stomach virus Ralph! Splat! Gag and flush Now, I’ve a - got the stomach virus
Very creative, Jackfu. I can relate. I could not help with anyone puking or I would puke. Hubby had to deal with our kids when it came to vomiting. Like your rhymes!!
Very creative, Jackfu. I can relate. I could not help with anyone puking or I would puke. Hubby had to deal with our kids when it came to vomiting. Like your rhymes!!
Thank you, Joan! I included myself in that one, sort of, in that I've had two different bouts with stomach bugs this winter, never happened before. Got sick in early December and then again last month. First one was just barfing, second one was, uh...both ways. Both times I had been around kids at my church and some of them had been sick recently.
