Before Adam's first election
Must have been the thought of Eve
Nothing less than pure perfection
Should he so easily deceive
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I can't remember, just now, whether or not,
or what sort of tulips I'd planted, last fall.
It's inexcusable to me, that I'd forgotten,
but my muddled memory evades recall.
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Happy Birthday to you, 'mon amie'
It's easier written down than said to wife
Happy Birthday to you every day
And to myself for being part of your life
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Take my hand and hold it
You've already stolen my heart
Touch my life and mold it
May it complement yours equal part
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Thank God for grandbabies
And things that draw people together
Like hot pot-luck Sundays
And parades through nice weather
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Thrice blessed is she
Loved by her and him
and them and we
Until six times seven
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Pen up a poem to Shannon
Some wee warm words how I feel
Reverence every effervescence
Her SweeTart zest of citrus peel
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It's out there now; soggy on the sprinkler soaked lawn.
What was once a nearly bursting bladder is now near totally deflated.
The red, white, and blue octagonal panels, scratched and sorely faded.
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December sky morphs from sullen toward soggy
And woebegone eyes from forlorn toward foggy
My downcast visage sets up, distant to deeper
The simple truth is, I'm unworthy to keep her
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Kneading you, again and anon.
Prodding and plying your defenses
with friction, with lubricant and pressure.
Wistful to compel your falling listless;
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