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When our girls were in high school and college learning,
I cooked fine meals for the family as they waited yearning.
I enjoyed cooking and they liked the dishes I did prepare.
So I will tell you about them in this story poem, if you care. Continue reading
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Back when I was a whipper snapper cute as I could be,
I loved candy bars my Mom and Dad often bought for me.
I have compiled a list of my favorite at age 6 to 8 for you,
In this story poem to see If you may agree with me too.
As I recall, most candy bars cost 5 cents back at that time,
And they were much bigger then which made them so fine.
I guess it is just a way of the world we live in for this trend,
To make products smaller and then charge more for them. Continue reading
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When our Kristi was born, I suddenly became a dad,
I had no idea what was coming, but I was so very glad,
To have a beautiful new born little girl of our very own.
This daddy life was new to me as we went on home. Continue reading
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There was a lot of bullets fired in one western TV show,
Called “Gunsmoke” with all the characters we all did know,
As we all watched them all every week at the same time,
On that show that ran 20 years from 1955 to 1975 so fine. Continue reading
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Sometimes I hear a song playing that says “I’ll Fly Away”,
Over and over with a hallelujah or two along the way.
This old song started me to thinking when I heard it play,
About the time as a boy when I really tried to fly away. Continue reading
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I drew my last Bighead toon of this batch on a full moon,
So I titled these toons appropriately as Full Moon Toons.
I should have probably included a were wolf in this batch,
But you will have to wait until next time for him to hatch. Continue reading
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In the summer of 1997, we took a trip to Breckenridge,
To visit Dale and Sandy at their condo up on the ridge.
The scenery there in Summit County kept us in awe,
As we held a natural high from scenic beauty we saw. Continue reading
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Fred Shuffle was born in a parking lot in Branson, Missouri,
At Honeysuckle Inn at Rhythm Aces clog competition rally.
We wrote the dance to “Keep Your Hands To Yourself” one day,
By the Georgia Satellites just messing around there at play. Continue reading
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Howdy Doody sounds like you are saying hello to a turd,
But actually, it’s the name of a wooden puppet I heard,
That had his own television show that I did regularly see,
On Saturday mornings in black and white there on the TV. Continue reading
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Sometimes when old memories are hard to find,
I sit here in my old easy chair dreaming up rhymes.
A Tall Tale story poem suddenly pops into my mind,
And off I go to on a tangent just having a good time. Continue reading