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I’ve already told a lot of stories about my cousin Scott,
Who sometimes did get me into some very hot spots,
Scott had to try everything at least once in his life,
And if he liked what he had done, he might try it twice. Continue reading
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Craig and Rhonda are headed out here from Pahrump,
Out there in Nevada where the pronghorn antelope jump.
And the tall mountains are there on the horizon.to see.
That look so beautiful in the pictures they did send me. Continue reading
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My wife Pam’s Mom, Ruby, had a lovely sister named Opal,
Ruby was close to Opal and as young ladies they had a ball.
They both lived in Borger, Texas, we visited very often,
So I became well acquainted with Aunt Opal back then. Continue reading
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R. C. Cook, we called Robert, was married to Darena Kay,
My wife Pam’s only sister in Texas on out Fritch way.
He was a very good man that I got to know quite well,
So I thought just a little of this story I would you tell. Continue reading
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It’s time for our annual trip to Broken Bow Lake today,
We are all ready to do some summer activities and play.
Saturday will be a very busy day here on our short stay,
So here’s what happened after we arrivied on this Friday. Continue reading
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My brother Craig married Rhonda up there in Las Vegas
On one joyous day because she was so very gorgeous.
Their love had bloomed and they were right for each other.
It was easy to see they were so in love with one another. Continue reading
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This place we call home is not just a house on the street.
The home is made by the family love we share so sweet.
We lived in many different houses along our life’s long way,
But our home we made ourselves with love there to stay. Continue reading
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When our girls, Kristi and Tamara, were growing up in style,
They tried a lot of different things doing well with their smiles.
I can’t cover everything they participated in with this poem,
So I’ll just hit the highlights of the things they had going. Continue reading
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I have a few questions for which I would like an answer.
These questions have haunted me deep down like a cancer,
Making me wonder why I just never asked back in the past.
I hope you respond to the questions I took the time to ask. Continue reading
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