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Showing posts with label Sad. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sad. Show all posts

Monday, February 10, 2025

POLAR VORTEX LOSS

A big polar vortex came down after me,
That's why I'm buried in an ice and snow sea,
I've dug all about,
Found no real way out,
This spring they'll find my carcass; that's how it be.     

I tried making a fire, but have no firewood,
The furniture is metal, so that does me no good,
My clothing is quite warm,
Holding out for this storm,
I will last dream of my babe, walking old Hollywood.

When I thawed, I was buried deep in the ground,
I heard my babe crying, a faint, fading sound,
Forever is lonely, I understand,
Just darkness and quiet,
No sky, ocean or land.

 
Note: "Sweet Betsy Of Pike Melody"

Thursday, March 21, 2024

STANLEY WENT HOPPING MAD

Stanley was acting weird and real funny,
He hopped around like a crazy bunny,
When they sent Stan away,
For a mental health stay,
His eyes teared and his nose got real runny.

Tuesday, February 20, 2024

ZOOM DOCTORS DECIDE

I met with four crazy doctors on the Zoom,
They discussed the condition causing my gloom,
They said don't bother to retire,
For I was about to expire,
They said I should contemplate my pending doom.

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Monday, February 5, 2024

I DO VALENTINE'S DAY ALONE (Again)😞

I bought many Valentine's gifts, yet have no Valentine,
Mostly I bought candy, I love candy, so I'll be fine,
I booked a restaurant date,
But I have no loving mate,
I shall watch loving couples, and for such love I will pine.


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Wednesday, October 25, 2023

MISSY WENT UP, UP AND AWAY

Missy the sunfish, swam with her babies in the bay,
They ate little purple snails, they dug out of the clay,
Then a fisherman's hook,
Mama Missy, it took,
The babies cried, as Missy was pulled up and away.

Tuesday, September 5, 2023

SILVERY SUE, MY ANGEL IN THE LAKE

Silvery Sue was my all time, favorite pet snake,
Wherever I went, my Silvery Sue I would take,
One day, she challenged a wide tire,
She had no experience, prior,
I scraped up Silvery Sue, and tossed her in the lake.


Wednesday, September 22, 2021

I WAIL ON MY HORN WHEN, I LOSE MY CORN

Fall is here to freeze my corn,
I wish that fall was never born,
My last rose has died away,
I won't see  flowers until mid-May,
I be all tear drops forlorn,
I guess I'll wail on my English horn.