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Middle Names

What’s the point of middle names? We hardly ever use ‘em. The ones to blame are parents, though, ‘Cause they’re the ones that choose ‘em. I know they sometimes honor A relation who has passed, But surely there are other ways To make that mem’ry last. My mother used my middle name When angry, without fail, And so I grew to hate it (By the way, that name is Gail). Just one more person called me by it, Just to be contrary, And that’s my cousin Bruce (Whose middle name I cut to Larry). I wonder how this all began – It’s like an unsolved riddle, For first and last names should suffice – Who needs that useless middle?

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Date: 6/1/2013 2:10:00 PM
yeah, it's as useless as the middle around my body. hahaha. Good one. Mine is Rae. Nothing like a generic middle name!!
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Date: 5/30/2013 3:44:00 PM
Middle names and silly games, you guessed it, yep mine is James. But when they're used you sound distinguished. But when in anger, they're best relinquished.
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Date: 5/29/2013 10:01:00 PM
Great questions! I, however, have always loved middle names! I don't know the purpose (aside from making it easier to tell people apart... there's probably thousands of Timothy Hicks's out there!). Mine is Levi, and was my parents second choice for a first name - sometimes I wish they would've called me that instead, much more original! I love how your poems always have such quirky topics.. I wrote a similar one about names called Hicks in the Sticks... it's funny to talk nonsense, now and then!
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Date: 5/29/2013 8:07:00 PM
lol. For sure, Gail - sorry, Ilene. My names rhyme, Delysia Patricia. Hahaha. Geez, what was my mother thinking? Nice write, Ilene. :-)
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Date: 5/29/2013 7:09:00 PM
Gail, (Ilene) Enjoyed this and the flow, rhyme and rhythm.... Ivor
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