Words You Don’t Hear Anymore
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When I was growing up as a young inquisitive lad,
I heard words used by my family that sounded bad.
I always asked what the strange words did mean,
That were rarely used even then when I was green. Continue reading
Chubheads
Chubheads
Chubheads are between Fathead and Bighead toons,
Some of them are a bit wrinkled kind of like old prunes.
They have medium sized heads with small little bodies,
Wearing bright colored clothes for everyone to see. Continue reading
My Jukebox History
My Jukebox History
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The jukeboxes have been around longer than me,
So I have known them during my entire life history.
I grew to love music from jukeboxes out on the floor,
Growing up in the 50s and 60s, a time I did adore. Continue reading
Good Brown Gravy
Good Brown Gravy
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You’ve read my stuff, then you read more and more,
Perhaps you all have heard enough from this old bore,
I don’t know for sure now if I will ever completely quit,
So you’ll never know if you have yet seen the end of it. Continue reading
Quick Bucket List
Quick Bucket List
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Tamara called at 7AM on the Thanksgiving Holiday,
Asking for a 10 item Bucket List for Pam and I on that day,
I thought real fast and came up with a my quick bucket list,
With so little time, I’m sure some good items I did miss. Continue reading
The Right To Be Wrong
The Right To Be Wrong
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Sometimes I get some facts fixed in my old brain,
That at some point in the future do cause me pain.
As today it’s so easy to prove someone so wrong,
With the Internet at our finger tips on our own phone. Continue reading
The Game
The Game
When Pam and I went to Frisco not too very long ago.
To visit with the Wirz family two short days in a row,
Luke and Zack asked me if I would like to play a game,
I said “sure if it’s not too hard on a geezer that’s lame.” Continue reading
Toe Jam
Toe Jam
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Remember back when we were young boys and girls,
Out running all over the hill sides in our small world.
Loving our carefree lives with with no big worries,
With our dogs by our sides as along they did scurry. Continue reading
The Party Barn
The Party Barn
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There was a barn with power and a hardwood floor,
Just about a 1/2 mile south of my home’s front door,
On Arroyo Verde Drive in Fritch, Texas, in the spring,
Of the year in 1971 when I was still on my single fling. Continue reading
Meet More Bigheads
Meet More Bigheads
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The Bigheads just keep oozing out of my old brain,
Without any struggle at all as I don’t even strain.
So here’s a new batch that popped out of me this time,
Drawing with ink trying not to cross any of the lines. Continue reading