Breathless

QueenHearts

I’m breathless when you turn around
I have become the fool – yes me
Falling I hit without a sound
Never guess what’s coming you see

And then the games we play together
The way we pass the time forever
Makes me wonder not from afar
How bad at cards you really are!

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If your Rooster is Lonely

Rhett

We have a rooster named Rhett
He’s never been much of a pet
Used to have a bunch of hens
Gathered around in the pen

All day long he’d strut’n crow
Really put on a good show
All the hens were impressed
They felt safe in their nest

Then the critter came a prancing
The hungry Fox kept advancing
Swiftly pursuing his females
And did Rhett try to prevail?

Now the rooster named Rhett
Has a different mindset
He’s missing his girlfriends
Gone like so many whirlwinds

‘Cause when it comes to tending
And then to defending
He’s just a lonely screwball
A scared chicken after all


 

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Emergency Room

Racing to the E.R. really bites!
‘Cause she took a header on the ice,
landed on her back to be precise,
and her wrist now pays the price.

So when it’s cold and slippery,
carefree walking leads to misery,
and if you move too briskly,
you end up special delivery….

🙂


 

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Man’s Best Friend

Wilson

She wants to have him cut, he’s been pissin in the hut!
I opined: “He’s just markin’ his spot…. what’s the upshot?”
She said: “I just want you to reckon, this needs a correction!”
I said: “If you cut him he’ll get fat and slow”.
She said: “If we don’t he’ll have to go!”.
Then I offered: “I’ll do whatever training it takes, to let him keep his grapes!”
And she countered: “Show me what you can do, I won’t slice through…”
But if there’s a split decision, and there has to be an incision;

A dog is not man’s best friend!


 

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That’s No Way To Say Goodby

redhairbed

I loved you in the morning,
our kisses slow and tender,
your hair upon my pillow,
like glowing fiery embers.

Many loves precede us,
I know we aren’t unique,
throughout this world they love and live,
and carry on all week.

Yes I loved you in the morning,
leaned in to kiss goodbye,
and hoped to see a smile,
or maybe a little weep.

Instead you rolled away and said:
“I’ve got to get some sleep!!”


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