Tag: Gigglinggranny
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Poem about Could vs Should
Could Do Need to sort what I must do. Things in queue are not a few. Some for fun and those that must. Schedule full, think seams will bust. – Pick up a bit here and there. Write down, make list with care. To make list of have to dos Gives sour mood and…
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Poem: Calls Nightly
Calls Nightly He calls nightly, without fail, ‘Cept sometimes, but what the hell. – I call him, on occasion, Don’t talk long, curt evasion. – My leisure he interrupts When his Call Ringer erupts. – Make time, his call is welcome. When my turn, made feel lonesome. – Like, call from me, not wanted. Wish…
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Poem about Life’s Paths
Burn New Path – Choose, you must, which way to turn. Though sometimes path causes burn. Turn back? Redo? Reverse curse? Or stop afraid, wound to nurse? – Cannot undo what is done. Must continue on path spun. More forks are in road to pick, Which one to take is the trick. – Neither path…
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Poem: Sage Advice
Sage Advice – Knew a farmer, sad and blue, “House is too small.” he did stew. – From a passerby was found Sage advice that was quite sound. – Take in barn animals all, Until your house feels quite small. – Keep house like this for a spell, All dirty, with a bad smell.…
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Poem about Breaking Rules
Pool Rules – At motel they have a pool, No kids past ten, that’s the rule. Knock and knock, upon the door, Lady with kids, does implore. “We were out late, we’ll be quiet”, In they walk, I start no riot. – Keeping quiet, I stay to swim Not give into feelings grim. These kids,…
June Nash 