Ode to The Women of BA...
Sunny, Susan, Cater and Bates...
gotta list them all before it's too late!
Shannon, Smoo, Kriz and Bren...
gotta remember them all from way back when!
Lee, Bobbe, Kali and Dark...
and it started out as such a lark!
Ori, Tantra, Bama and Crys...
hope I don't miss any off the list!
ODB, Persian, Cuz and Not...
I just know there is one I must of forgot!
Missy, Caitlin, Kitty and Tersa...
I can't think of anything worsa!
Foxy, Sat, Mount and Luna...
better to finish this late rather than sooner!
Dor, Rhonda, Apes and Kes...
have to do good, can't do any less!
Barb, Meow, Beby and Danil...
before these women I do kneel!
I have known you all for almost a year...
and thanks to you for loaning me your ear.
Beauty one, and engaging all...
and for a few of you, my heart did fall!
So good luck to you,
to you and your...
hugs and kisses to all,
I'm out the door!
The Promise to Myself
A circle of gold upon my finger
a promise to myself
Two hands hold my heart
wishing for love
Hoping for loyalty
sending my heart out
Sometimes to far
seeing it cast aside
Holding it close again
to keep it from harm
It's time to turn my ring again
Because I will never quit
looking for her
And I will keep
the promise to myself
a little bit further
a little
a little bit
a little bit further
I can
I can go
a little bit
a little bit further
it'll be
ok for me
a little bit
a little bit further
now to
find someone who
will go with me
a little bit
a little bit further
from there
it's just
a little
a little bit
a little bit further
to here...
the Smith's said it best in their song...
"Good times for a change
see the luck I've had
can make a good man go bad
so please please please
let me let me let me
let me get what I want this time
Haven't had a dream in a long time
see the life I've had
can make a good man bad
so for once in my life
let me get what I want
Lord knows it'll be the first time
Lord knows it'll be the first time..."
all night long
all night long
tears stream down my face
all night long
I wander about my place
all night long
I regret the things I said
all night long
my heart again feels dead
all night long
I stare at my laptop screen
all night long
I shouldn't have dared to dream
all night long
I'm afraid, just like before
all night long
love shouldn't be such a chore
all night long
I wish things were different
all
night
long
after a while you would think I'd get tired of looking at myself...hmmmmmmmmm I guess not!
my heart it dances...
sitting here
without fear
waiting for
an open door
her arrival
is my survival
like a butterfly
my heart flies by
at the end of the day
my heart will be ok
so I'm taking chances
my heart it dances....
(yes I used the imagery before, but I love it soooooooooo!)
my dog Joe
white on black
happy face
turn around
keep the pace
black on white
everyone's friend
american breed
scratch the end
white on black
smelly dog
perky ears
eats like a hog
black on white
parent's Bo
Snooky, Mitzy
and my dog Joe!
the tower
standing still
reaching high
solidly built
I know why...
safely secure
thickly made
defensive position
because I'm afraid...
barring admittance
keeping away
emotional safety
at the end of the day...
hopefully looking
rampart pacing
eagerly searching
my heart is racing...
heartfelt words
lifelong wishes
taking chances
I know what the gist is...
waiting still
seeing chances
taking them
my heart it dances...
Here are some pictures Pap-pa had of himself while he was serving in Italy during WWII. His personal handwritten comments from the back of the photos are included.
I miss Pap-pa...
(ok if AOL loses this pic one more time I will climb a bell tower...)
Here are some pics I took (or my family took) a long time ago that I just scanned into my laptop...
aol ate these pictures... :(
GUNFIGHT AT WM CORRAL
Wal-Mart Sam rode into town
and all the prices did fall down
Local men tried to attack
but Wal-Mart Sam fired back
He killed one, he killed them all
and then the bodies began to fall
Down at the local business landing
not one store was still left standing
Wal-mart Sam won the day
and now we all are going to pay
No one came to the local's aid
and now there's no place left to trade
If you bow to Wal-Mart Sam
(and I never will by God Damn)
You can buy cheap goods cheap
and all the local money will heap
at the boots of this dirty weevil
and all his cronies down at B-ville
So sorry for the lack of choices
and all the crying of all the voices
of all the people out of work
by this one discounting jerk
So take your pennies you did pinch
and give them to the B-Ville Grinch
and learn to like his inferior products
and all the hardship that you bought us
So wave goodbye as he rides away
with all our money at the end of the day
(please forgive the bitterness and forced rhymes)