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The Life & Death of Minnie Mouse (silly poem#6)
THE LIFE AND DEATH OF MINNIE MOUSE (A eulogy for a resident mouse) Deep within the tunnelled woodwork, Of an old but sturdy house, Behind the kitchen sink and cupboard, Dwells the family of a mouse, Sixteen children and a spouse, Make their home there in that house. Commuting daily ‘cross the carpets, To the…
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DISCRIMINATION (silly poem #5)
DISCRIMINATION A man that I know Is both kind and he’s wise, On discrimination He’s made these replies. “The world is my neighbour,” He solemnly sighs, “All races are equal, All colours and size.” He speaks from the heart But the words are all lies. The houseguest’s small brain Cannot analyse The hate and the…
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THE HYPOCHONDRIAC -silly poem #4
THE HYPOCHONDRIAC Aha! You may have pharyngitis, Or else a case of tonsillitis, Hope you don’t get laryngitis, Or an inflamed adenitis. If you drink milk, tuberculosis Germs abound, and brucellosis Birds can give you psittacosis, And beware of halitosis. Do you itch? That’s dermatitis, If you ache, that’s arthritis, Or possibly it is bursitis.…
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SOME PRETTY AWFUL LIMERICKS (silly poems #3)
SOME PRETTY AWFUL LIMERICKS A goose and a duck were both single, So together they thought they would mingle, But he honked and she quacked, And they didn’t get back, ‘Til both had become bilingual! There once was a man from Endako, Whose living was made with a backhoe, With this rig he did dig,…
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THE DEVIOUS PLUMBER TO HIS LOVE(silly poem #2)
THE DEVIOUS PLUMBER TO HIS LOVE With apologies to the author of “A Passionate Shepherd To His Love” Unplug with me the sink and tub, Where hairy folk their bodies rub, With lotions, soaps, oils and gel, Deodorized, to quell the smell. And we will sit upon the john, Seeing the grease and grime upon,…
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OCTOBER (Silly poem#1)
OCTOBER Now that it’s October, And for sure our summer’s over, I dig up my window boxes, Pillage petals, roots and stalks ‘n, Fling the foliage on the ground; Dead plants lying all around. Replace them with some flowering bulbs; With thoughts of springtime I indulge. I tuck them in the rich black earth, Which…
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I want the WHOLE WORLD to read this
My granddaughter Jennel just posted a spiel on Facebook that at one o’clock in the morning, appeals to me to greatly. Thanks Jennel, for letting me put this on my blog. I WANT THE WHOLE WORLD TO READ THIS!!!! Oh right, you didn’t give me permission to put this on my blog…. But I know…
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CALL ME OBSESSIVE
CALL ME OBSESSIVE…. I found the following letter I wrote back in 1980s. Dear Editor, For many years the suggestion that my son’s marijuana use contributed to his schizophrenia lurked within the far dark corners of my mind. But the smart people I queried continued to pooh-pooh this possibility until I became convinced of the…
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THE JACK FAMILY -missing since 1989
The following Letter to the Editor was in today’s [Sept.23,2016] Prince George Citizen. It has been a mystery for 25 years about what happened to the Jack family. Prince George Citizen September 22, 2016 10:04 PM How can an entire family go missing? On Aug. 1, 1989, the Jack family, Ronald and Doreen, along with…
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Post Traumatic Stress Disorder
[Written after reading an interview in Prince George Citizen. P. 8. April 28th, 2014] Post traumatic stress disorder, A highly-stigmatized condition, Suicides involving soldiers, On the Afghanistan mission. We were taught to hide our pain, Told to soldier on, Back home I was too wired, To let it go…. to stay calm. I tried to…