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The Rose of Poetry

I see your work budding, like a flower each new day. Slowly blooming more and more, bringing color to a time that’s gray. Your colorful petals are amazing, the way you reflect the sun. And your beauty still remains, after the beauty of the day is done. For your work radiates, here on Poetry Soup. We are all poetic flowers; part of a big garden group. I am writing this poem, to the poetic flower you are. You glisten each new day, from way, way, afar. If life was a big garden, a flower you would be. With flourished poetic petals, named the Rose of Poetry. ______________________ For Belinda Parish a fellow souper for her supportive comments.

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You women
Know how to make 
The best of what you've got in you
You do it everyday in your life

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It's Elementary

The work I did was playing with the angels
We read and painted, dressed up for Halloween as rangers
The Universe so close from dry, paper mache
With older kids we even wrote an Etheree 

The work I did was traveling to Europe
With twenty of my students and an antelope
We colored windows facing the lights of Paris
and even opened a brasserie  "Gateau de Bliss"

So, Carolyn, you made me smile opening this album
When asking "Where the Wild Things Are? " Ka-boom!
Again it's "Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs"
...but empty are long gone  Elementary School halls...

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Volcanic Fury

Deep within the bowels of the earth
a pressure builds up in intensity
As lava and gases increase in growth
bubbling and seething with angry fury

The pressure continues to build up
directly under the earth's crust
Which finally weakens and blows its top
yielding to the pressure's upward thrust

The action produces a huge crater
through which ferocious flames exit
Painting the sky in a red orange colour
in an awesome fiery exhibit

It's a grand display of fireworks power
generated by Mother Nature
Which reaches out both near and far 
in testimony of its grandeur

Clouds of ash and smoke rise up to the sky
spreading for miles and miles around
Obscuring vision both far and nigh
before most of the ash falls to the ground

A thick outpouring of red hot lava
scorches everything that lies in its path
Streaming down the sides of the crater
as it moves on with relentless wrath

Volcanic action has an awesome tale to tell
of what goes on under earth's placid shell
It's where red hot lava and gases dwell
which when released create a fiery hell 

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My sister ate my homework,
Yes, I promise she did.
Her sweet eyes will fool you,
She looks like a cute kid,
But her teeth are sharp as knives,
As her hunger grows,
She wants some tasty geometry,
How she gets it?
No one knows.
It’s there in my bag,
Her eyes are stone,
Staring at my folder,
That homework all alone,
But she will give it a friend,
Maybe invite it for tea,
“I would love to have you for diner.” She’d say,
But she does’t fool me!
So I’m sorry I don’t have my homework today,
My sister’s on an eating streak,
I hope she does’t keep it up,
I might not have homework for the rest of the week.

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Sitting in my Office

Sitting in my office
Papers scattered everywhere
Mid-term tests to type up
I've lost the heart to care

Sitting in my office
Reading some sweet rhyme
Wanting to write my own
But I'm so pressed for time

Sitting in my office
Typing fervently
No set theme in my mind
Just sharing part of me

Sitting in my office
Wish I could amaze
My words are all so...dead
Because I'm in a daze

Sitting in my office
Hoping my muse will bring
A dreamy gift of words
That makes hearts dance and sing

Sitting in my office
I let out a heavy sigh
Time to pack up and go
For now this is goodbye

Eileen Manassian

I know....Sometimes you just want to do anything but what you are supposed to do. You just want to give in your obsession to taste and experience and live and breathe and live and live and live...and you're stuck in your office with deadlines looming over your head...wishing you were writing poetry tucked up cozy in your bed! :(

I'm in a crazy mood. See you all in a few hours when I'm rested. It's been a long day. Tomorrow is every longer.

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Fire And Ice

The Devil sits there playing, he’s as happy as he can be
He has a new game to play, he rubs his fiery hands in glee
Down in the bowels of the earth, the deepest hottest spot
Where white magma burns, he collects it, in his devilish crock.

He keeps all the tortured souls he has collected through the years
Especially the greedy ones, he know how to play on their worst fears
Crucibles of white hot lava, he makes them pound all day
Until their muscles burn and burst, then the devils imps do flay.

The skin they flay from their backs, but still the pounding goes on
And little by little a diamond is formed, each one the bestest one
A pile of diamonds the devil has them make, but still the lava pours
The pounding must continue, piles of diamonds grow on the floor.

The clarity, the excellence, this perfection in clear carats
The devil tells them he wants more, the imps take skin from their backs
More and more diamonds they are looking as cool as ice
He taunts the greedy souls down there he says “Now don’t they look nice.”

When he has a mountain of them, he lets the pounding halt
The lava stops pouring for a while, and then there is a jolt
The poor tired souls are staring at this mountain of ice-like gems
When the Devil pulls a lever the pounding starts again.

This time a floodgate is open and he says they can take their fill
They can cool themselves on the diamonds; they can try it if they will
The clearest of all the diamonds, send shivers down their spines
They try to pocket a few but the devil says …“They’re mine.”

Another gate is open, lava flows through hot, the crucibles refilled
The Devil says now get to work I don’t want to see a single drop spilled
When they can work no more, he lets them have a rest 
Then opening up another door he says “I bet you all have guessed.”

“Now you have made more wealth, than the world can ever use
These cool pieces of pounded lava, this ice mountain you are going to lose
Just watch my merry greedy souls, just watch my new display
As a running river of lava washes the ice clear diamonds away… 

Now I will show you what we will do with all of them 
Just watch how they melt down, so we can start all over again
So pound away my merry soul’s, pound and pound them well
This is what you loved before; you found the love of money was Hell

Competition Entry: Fire and Ice. Sponsored By Carol Sunshine Brown 
© Mandy Tams~GG~ 21/11/2012

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(3 May 2014;  For my son Steven, an ACCOMPLISHED guitarist)

Real musicianship can truly drive you nuts—
There really are no “ifs”, “ands”, or “buts”.
Practice, study, memorize, then more practice--
Is this just an obsession or complete madness?

Learning chord inversions, arpeggios, and scales
Is like reaching Heaven by crossing through seven Hells.
It wouldn’t be bad if there were only a dozen majors,
But there’s also those other dozen minors.

What’s worse, it seems we’re never finished
Because there’s also augmented and diminished,
The major/minor/augmented/dominant sevenths.
And symmetrical double-flatted diminished sevenths,

And if this harmonic mess is not enough,
All those dissonant Jazz chords get really tough…
Such as the sustained seconds and fourths,
The sevenths add nines, sixths, blah-blah-blah, elevenths.

And if learning all this isn’t already extraordinary,
There’s music theory and music vocabulary.
Instead of just saying “get louder”, you have to “crescendo”,
Or for “fast” or “slow” you say “allegro” or “lento”.

Then there are names like Ionian, Dorian, Phrygian, 
Lydian, Mixolydian, Aeolian, and Locrian.
(All being modes derived from scale C-major,
Plus each major scale also has a relative minor)

Multiple pattern exercises on guitar fretboards
Are even worse than finger drills on piano keyboards.
Worse, the string tuning on a six-string acoustic guitar
Is not quite the same as on a 4/5/6/7-string bass guitar.

It’s hard to get up on stage and routinely play
That same song, for the umpteenth time, in an inspiring way.
No wonder musicians seem to all suffer manic-depression,
From trying to play a full sets with unique expression.

All the advances in music equipment and technology
Bless and curse musicians like two-edged swords, you see,
Because all this work they do to sound like a maestro or genius
Can be counterfeited on a computer by a musical ignoramus.

But computer geeks won’t ever find that special place,
That fugue-like subtle sacred state of grace,
Which for brief moments is like deep meditation.
No, that’s the forbidden domain of the real musician.

To suggest that musicians all are just “gifted” naturally,
Is the absolute superlative worst insulting irony.
Truly, real musicianship can drive you nuts—
No, there really are no “ifs”, “ands”, or “buts”.

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Wheels Rollin'

1 o'clock in the morning the alarm is loudly screamin'
I go wake up my brother who probably is still dreamin'
We jump in the car and the wheels start rollin'
Can't wait to pick up the papers and start strollin'

A smile planted on our face! The day is finally starting
The headlights shine bright! The animals are darting
Ah! Windows down breathing all the fresh air
My brother gathering papers with all of his care

Wheels steadily rollin down the road
Nothing is in sight, not even a toad!
Newspapers start soaring through the air!
Do I want this to end? No! I wouldn't dare

Starting to run out of papers as the sun is rising
Listening to the birds chirping is quite energizing!
I look over towards my brother to see if he is still awake 
Bless his heart! He has fallen to sleep, he really needed a break!

I throw the last paper and I began to yawn
The paper lands perfectly on that last lawn
Wheels rollin' as we head back to the beginning
Should this much fun be considered sinning?

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For I Had Lied

Dada was everything to our youth
Our wide faculty was his help
Our recognition was his sooth
Nobody does it than his rep

Many youth he carried up there
Without seeking any penny
Many services he rendered
For free. All of which we did see 

He was not a king or a prince
Perhaps he was just a God sent
To his community, king and prince...
He begot not but was begot

Mindful of his predicament
But dare not showed it on earth
Till that Friday night he drove out
Of town and took to a scar oath

The next hour we heard he had died
And left us belated letter
"Don't cry for me, for I had lied.
...I'll die now before later"

*cry for...: Mourn


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A Reliever's Dilemma

Right now, I have an uneasy feeling in my gut. I want to hold on to my job no matter what. I blew the save, and we eventually lost the game. To lose a good lead for any team is a shame. I have a feeling the management wants to let me go. They are disenchanted with me. It certainly does show. The team counts on me to come on in relief. The hits and runs I give up causes everybody grief. So what will I do if they want me to go away? Will I have to try and make up a resume? I can’t sleep with these worries in my head. Sorry dear if I am keeping you awake in bed.

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Weaver's Gate

Not till the loom was silent
And the shuttle ceased to fly
When history unrolled the scroll
And reveals the reason why.
The darkest thread as needful
In the weavers skilful hand
As the cloth of gold and silver
Of an industrious ruin greed had planned.
No amount of corporate education
Could quell our simple brain
No grammar association
Yet unravelled the master’s pain.
They took away our ambition
Off shore was their devious plan
Tried so hard to pick our pockets
Yet our skill could clothe a man.
His call was for cheap labour
Some call it slavery
Now we buy at a thousand per cent
The product of knavery!

© Harry J Horsman 2015

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What effects has covetousness or Greed in our souls

Covetousness or Greed begets 
In our souls unkindness
Dishonesty, deceit
And want of Charity or Love

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The Idle Drudge Among The Living

The idle drudge among the living 
But count among the dead
Youthful labor - Stolen, stilled
A universal dread

In stasis, they rot away the years 
In shock, we view their pain
Hostility - A witness to 
Their efforts worthless, vain

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From Crop to Chop

I wish I could go from crop to chop
I really wish I could
Chop a bit here and a lot there
Then I would feel good.
I wish I could chop away
All the unsightly bumps
I’d shape and carve as I like
To have curves instead of lumps.
I’d work so hard on my arms
To make them jiggle free
And then I’d work on my rump
So that it’s a sight to see!
I’d most surely work on my hips
So they would be stream lined
I’d also work on my waist
No extra flab you’d find
I’d work on my tummy round
That looks and feels like dough
I’d roll it till it was quite thin
And then I’d would let it show!
 I’d be cruel with my knife
No bit of fat would I spare
I’d chop and chop till I drop
To make them all stop and stare!
But since I can’t, I will still crop
My photos are just face and chest
You all must try to understand
Of my features these are best!
All you’ll see are parts of me
I’ll hide my unsightly bumps
Cause I’m no Fergie, can’t you see
My lumps are only....lumps!

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Loving Duty Reveals Beauty

If your working is not systematic
You may find life damn difficult
As negative will be the result
Great success, you can't pick

Please attend to work judiciously
And take efforts to attain victory
Regard loss as a guiding injury
Never do your duty suspiciously

Plan your duty and finely execute
Learn the trade with great interest
All your skills, you wisely invest
Prove to all that you are very cute

Take up a job and well-perform it
Use maximum prudence wisely
Discharge your duty very nicely
Develop a hard-working habit

Learn the intricacies of your trade
And become an expert in work
Your duty, never at all shirk
Try to register greatly A-grade

Those tasks that are damn tough
May confuse your mind severely
But, you can master them surely
Just sheer hard-work is enough

A shrewd person never is worried
As he is sure of his toiling truly
He regards doing duty as holy
He never waits for luck's need

He will work showing real enthusiasm
His heart will have a positive outlook
All opportunities, he will wisely book
By exhibiting maximum dynamism

With grit, he will chase to at last win
His motto is to try and use the chance
He will enthusiastically start the dawns
With optimism, he will hopefully begin

He will make his level best attempt
And lose not heart in case of defeat
He is honest, tidy, brainy and neat
His mind, worries can never tempt.


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Life is a choice that each of us makes.
We can choose what we wish to be.
At first parents guide us along an old road,
Then it forks and at last we are free,

To make our own choices and be our own man,
The decision at last is our own.
As long as we hurt no one but ourselves,
We can do as we like 'cause we're grown;

But soon we will learn to our shock and dismay,
That each choice we make has a price.
Whate'er you dish out to your brothers, my friend,
Comes right back to you times thrice.

In nature God shows us all how to get by.
Those who work and store up have it best.
Those who can't be bothered to work and to save,
Will starve come the hard Winter's test;

For life is a journey of good times and bad.
There's much to be learned 'long the road.
Each man is blessed according to plan,
And we each must carry our load.

We learn to be patient, we learn to be kind,
We learn to accept God's will.
We learn to discern which fork in the road,
Leads to life and which fork will kill;

And finally we learn the one fact of life,
Most important if we are to live.
All of life's riches will all slip away,
Like sand through the holes in a sieve.

All thaat remains is what we leave behind,
Who remembers and what they will think.
Will our mem'ry be sweet to family and friends,
Or will they turn away 'cause it stinks.

                                                          Judy Ball

The Bible tells us:
You reap what ever you sow.
So if you sow thorns and thistles don't expect to get cherries.

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Sometimes when things begin to close in,
I'd like to sit down and chill out,
Find someplace to just get away,
And refigure what life's all about.

Sometimes it seems life's too full of demands,
My talents are spread way too thin.
There aren't enough hours to be found found in one day,
My duties begin but don't end.

Life cannot be just all work and no play,
Our youth is gone way too soon.
Think I'll start chilln' out before it's too late,
Learn to sing me a brand new tune.

It's good to know duty and good to know fun,
And when each begins and when ends.
One must learn life is filled with both duty and fun.
Learn to organize so it all blends.

                                                            Judy Ball

If you burn the candle at both ends you run out of candle too fast.

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I Guess I Better Get Out Of Bed

Today is Monday, start of the week Open my eyes, give the clock a peek It’s time to wake up and clear my head I guess I better get out of bed Wednesday is considered “humpper day” Half of the week’s gone, or so they say A lot to do, must shake out the lead I guess I better get out of bed Friday at last, T-G-I-F Bar-B- Que tonight and I’m the chef This is a good day, nothing to dread I guess I better get out of bed The weekend is here, party time Just an excuse for me to unwind On Saturday I’ll drink too much Red It’s noon before I get out of bed Sunday, a little “Hair of the Dog” To help let my mind clear out the fog When I awake I feel like I’m dead I guess I better get out of bed

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People as Mortal Angels

We are independent with people on earth
Our mortal angels are always there to assist us
But, we can never be independent in everything
God is our everything

Mortal Angels as people are unemployed these days
Ask help for certain Mortal Angels
Today and everyday
They will not refuse to assist you

For a joyful
Successful relationship
You need spiritual and mental union with people

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Fire Fighter

A FIRE FIGHTER… We get the call in the middle of the night, Out the door ready to fight. The call comes in, with much depth, Behind the wheel someone slept. Across the lane and head on Arrive on scene the drivers gone. In the other car there is A mother, and her 2 kids. It’s too late we hear the ambos say The mothers gone the fathers away The kids are hurt but not too bad, But news we bring is too sad Return to our lives the next day, For those kids we all will pray. Talking to a friend that night, How do you do it, without fight? It’s the job we say but is that true Is just about the job for me and you? We are fire fighters yes Trying all the time to do our best We love our job, the friends we’ve made But we also love the lives we save.

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After A Long Work--LGT

The evening dons a peaceful shroud
As windows teeter in the breeze.
Here, only lone sighs are allowed
Along the road, an endless wheeze.

While toilers saunter homeward bound
Reflecting hours quite drearily,
With tic- tac rhythm on the ground
Like shuffles of a weary tree.

Dim lanterns cut through brightened shade
With moonlight glowing starlit white,
Till liquid eyes are inter-laid
For even in reminisce is light.

Let's Get Technical Contest, Andrea Dietrich
19 July 2014

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Successful Relationship

For a joyful
Successful relationship
You need spiritual and mental union


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Voice outside alone

There is stupid in your tone...
your voice outside alone...

...For your words speak without

...Your stupid lacks great depth...

...The wise understand with little 

...You encounter conversation...
your eyes meet with no conviction...
self demise...

...We know what and how you say it...
with descriptives you delay this...

...regurgitated information cries...

...Just recalling without reason...

...You yourself have a difficult explain...

...Yourself confused...
...others bemused....

...The uncovering...

...You have only cheated yourself...

...In the actual act you yourself display...

...The aware zero tolerance ricochet...

...You with held information...

... Borderline corruption...

Truth in lies now follow you everywhere...

...A piece of work for sure...

...your life all meaning dis taught...  

...Now all heir achy over you...
like a rash...

re-explained facts re-examined... 

...and the lies they confiscate...

...With known self explanatory...

...The end result no joke...

...In life self rule...experience eludes obey...

...All reason suffers no fool...

...your signature dictates...

...only the fool itself frustrates...

...Play the victim if you dare...

...your reputation you have smeared...

...I have bowed out stronger and more aware...


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My New Neighbors

We had new neighbors move in next door Something strange about the clothes they wore All tattered and they never looked clean Yet at night they were both fashion queens We’d see them leave for work each AM In their new Cadillac, what a gem And again, when they went out that night Wearing designer clothes if I’m right A few times I tried to break the ice Asked what he did in a way that’s nice I got the cold shoulder in return I decided then I’d somehow learn Next day I followed; not too close To spy on them I know was gross Parked the car in a self-parking lot Left with a sign and an army cot At the corner, just two blocks away They got things all set up for the day The cot they used to swap off sitting The sign aimed at divers unwitting Well, I just could NOT believe my eyes They’re both phony panhandler guys Their cardboard sign read “Will Work for Food” A total sham by two lazy dudes I was thinking as I left that scene And don’t care if you think me mean Cardboard people get nothing from me I’ll donate only to Charities

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Slag Dump

Poem about Sudbury, Ontario, Canada

A skyline for a slag line.
A glowing melting rock.
An acid burning slag dump.
The miners on the clock!

The sunset meets the hill.
A seam of orange and fire.
Black smoke ascending from it.
The thickest form of mire.

A cauldron tipped and flowing.
A soup's heat puddle still.
The river red thin ribbons
and our love a slag dump spill.

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Should the player play the fiddle
the carver of wood whittle
And the dancer piroutte
While the bakers bake and sweat

While the architect draws his lines
And the drummer drums in time
The farmers make things grow
While teachers teaches us so

Let preachers preach the word
And the shepherds lead their herds
Let the leaders lead the way
And judges contemplate

Let dealers deal the cards
And statisticions give the odds
And inventors dream their dreams
While great actors play their scenes

When detectives test their wit
And comedians do their bit
The tailors make clothes fit
While nurses tend the sick

While prayers pray to God
And angels praise and nod
The doubters still are doubting
And the unsuccessful quits

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What effect has envy on soul

Envy begets in the soul a want of charity for our neighbor
Produces a spirit of detraction
Backbiting and


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I came across an old desk in a dream
A message of significance – or so it seemed
Timeless solid wood covered in dust 
Your mystery to uncover I must

Handmade relic of ancient times bygone
After centuries, your work`s still not done
Bridal bed upon which tales of life were born
Now you’re stood against the wall forlorn

It was not what you had, but what you did lack
That spoke in a code I felt I had to crack:
Numerous tiny drawers on both left and right
But some were missing - a curious sight

Empty space of something lost, or not yet written?
This mad dog of a question down to my bones has bitten
I`d like to think the desk is not old and useless,
But a work in progress enduring Time so ruthless

Tenants of the house do ceaselessly come and go
Each adding a new story about what they’d known
The work continues till all the drawers are filled
With life lessons learned the quest will be fulfilled

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                           TICKLE TOES



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Please Come Back

Oh Darling whisper in my ear
and tell me it’s all right
I haven’t slept for days on end
I’ll try again tonight

Emotions wrung out of my heart
there is no more to squeeze
You said you needed quiet time
oh won’t you come back please

Life has no meaning without you
I’ve said so from the start
Please come on home to me my love
and never more we'll part

I’ll make adjustments in my life
I’ll give you what you need
We’ll work this as a partnership
I'll make this work you'll see

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Poem about Sudbury, Ontario, Canada

Oh; it's spring in Sudbury
and the city wakes up.
There's a start of engines
and the day looks up.

You head out on the highway.
You're moving along.
Then a clunk by the wheel well
means your day's going wrong.

It's Spring here in Sudbury.
Construction going on.
It will last the whole year
and the road remains gone.

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Independent with People

We are independent with people on earth
Our mortal angels are always there to assist us
But, we can never be independent in everything
God is our everything


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Sally Stocks

Ducked below the counter
retrieving cans of pop,
Sally hidden from our view;
the counter lined on top.

Seven rootbeer, thirteen cola
three in gingerale.
Some are red, some in blue,
some are green and pale.

Pressed together warm with gas
grouped in every label.
Sally careful not to drop
or bang to keep them stable.

A list of sodas penciled down
on just a scrap of paper
as Sally fills her wanted list
and adds them as they taper.

A stubby fridge for holding pop;
it's glass door sealed cool.
As Sally tugs to pull the handle;
and acts more like a mule.

On opening she sees their place
and soon begins to stock.
She fills each hole to face them up
and sorts them block by block.

The fridge is full; the job is done;
it's shut and sealed in peace.
And Sally steps behind the counter
to see her sales increase.

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Taking Out The Trash

       Taking Out The Trash

In no particular order;
Rapists, pedophiles, congress men and vermin
I've taken out some trash in my youth
Two floozies, ex-wife and ex two

We’re not quite through with refuse
Take out a murderer or two for good measure
Along with the devil and demons
Exorcise first, bag, then throw to the curb

As we continue taking waste matter 
Why not consider dictators, alligators and brats
But leave the cute puppies alone
They mean you no harm

Remember to take out dependence and lecherous ones
With your stinky taxes and filing fees to the street
They’ll never return on their own
Unless you’re at home and it’s free

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Religious Freedom

The right of every man to follow his conscience 
In choosing and practicing his religion
Acknowledgement of religions are not saying
That all religions are equal or equally true


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Who was the foster or guardian and what are the natures of our Lord Jesus Christ

The foster father and guardian is St. Joseph
The husband of Blessed Virgin Mary
The natures of our Lord Jesus Christ are True God and
True Man


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There Tim Hortons

There a myriad of seats
that welcome you to sit.
There tables shining clean
meant to serve you for a bit.

There are monitors showing pictures
with their drinks hot and cold
There is food like their sandwiches
Some in zesty and in bold.

There are dozens of their donuts.
Many muffins and breads.
There are soups and their chili
served with butter and spreads.

There is coffee of all kinds.
Flavored hot, flavored cold.
There are some come with ice.
Some are mixed; so I'm told.

There are things of importants
in the Tim Horton's claim.
There servers work with them
in bringing them fame.

There a sign says Tim Horton's
all bright with it's pride.
There workers even brighter
at the counter inside.

There a team of Tim Horton's
that's thoughtful and wise.
There me as their customer
with praise and apprise.

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Saint Paul, Witness of Hope

St. Paul immersed in difficulties
Trials of various kinds
Wrote to his disciple Timothy
Must go back with Risen Jesus to Damascus

Follower the Law of Moses
Determined to fight
Every means
Even kill those regarded God’s enemies

On the way to Damascus
To arrest followers of Christ
Was blinded by mysterious light
Heard himself called by name

Saul, Saul, 
“Why do you persecute Me?”
Fell to the ground, asking
“Who are you, Lord?”

“I am Jesus
Whom you are persecuting” (Acts 9:3-5)
After encounter
His life changed dramatically 

He received baptism to Paul
Became Apostle of the Gospel
Inwardly Transformed by Divine love
Had met in the person of Jesus Christ

He wrote “Life I now live, in the flesh I live by the Son of God”
Who loved me and gave Himself to me
From being a persecutor
He became a witness and a missionary

Founded Christian Community
In Asia Minor and Greece
Travelled thousands of miles among all kinds of dangers
His martyrdom is all for the love of Christ

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What does Christian mean

Christian, a baptized person
To believe all that Christ has taught
To do all that He has commanded
As necessary for our salvation

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What does the name Christ signifies

The name Christ signifies Messias
The Great Prophet
High Priest and
King of the New Law anointed as a man with the fullness of divine power

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Is Jesus Christ more than one person and what do we mean by that

Jesus Christ is one in 3 Divine Persons
God the Father
God the Son and
God the Holy Spirit (Ghost)


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Fruits of the Holy Spirit

Love, Joy, Peace
Patience, Kindness, Goodness, Faithfulness
Gentleness and Self Control
Gal 5:22-23

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New Testament

The second part of the complete bible
It contains the specifically Christian Texts
Namely the Gospels, the Acts of the apostles
Fourteen letter written by Paul, Seven Catholic letters and Revelation


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My Week After Next

My week after next this is what I will do
Watching Glasgow Rangers in their teddy bear blue
Whilst into the evening the Soup beckons me
For writing I'll do, just wait and you'll read

When Monday arrives into the garden I'll go
To lay a black membrane to stop those weeds on the grow
Whilst stopping for lunch with son number three
I'm hoping and wishing he'll make it for me

The very next day it's really much of the same
I have to lay a shed floor, I hope I'm not doubled in pain
As I'm on holiday I can stay up later at night
To the Soup I'll comment, because it's only right

Wednesday I've reached and it's the back garden to do
Many meters to dig for a new lawn to come through
I have apples to pick, it's not the best season I've had
I blame the recent winter, because so many are bad

My weeks in the middle but tomorrow it's work
With a little wry smile and a tad of a quirk
It's Friday again and another weekend has arrived
For I'm crafty again, for another three days I've contrived

The very next week I'm on holiday again
I can admire my work without suffering more pain
For my work on the Soup will command these three days
A Brandy I'll have to help me work rest and play

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What does incarnation mean and what does redemption mean

Incarnation means act of clothing with flesh
So our Lord clothed 
His divinity with a human body
Redemption means to buy back again


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How were the merits of Jesus Christ applied to our souls

The merits of Jesus Christ are applied to our souls through the Sacraments
Especially Baptism
Which restore us to the friendship of God


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From Greek laos = people
The common state of life in the church
Baptized, non-ordained Christians
Who belong to the people of God


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How did Christ show and prove His divine power

Christ showed and proved His Divine power chiefly by His miracles
Which are extraordinary works that can be performed 
Only by the power received from God
Therefore, His sanction and authority


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The Little Death

The Little Death By Rick Rucker I have a need, and so does she, I love a woman lying next to me, For her, a man seems to fit the bill, He can, her Heart fill. I am glad she finds it so, When she murmurs, soft and low, I resolve to take it slow, This time, some restraint I’ll show! A full massage, with body oil, I don’t care if the sheets we’ll soil. Warming up the oil first, I’m going to try to slake her thirst! The oil will overcome Winter’s dryness, The warmth will do the same to her shyness, Her neck and shoulders I’ll attack, Working first from the back. She is purring like a cat, I guess that means she likes that! I will work on every part, Now, at the level of her Heart. She is moving in time with my motion, Her muscles rippling like the Ocean. Now I work on her middle, Playing her body like a fiddle. Instead of working in a line, With the oil, her feet I shine, Next, a firm hand on her calves, I love that she is divided into halves! Now, working upward from her knees, Bound determined that I will please, Rubbing her thighs, in and out, Now she is moving all about! Where she was lying flat on the bed, She has begun to raise her middle part instead. Many more parts I can see, To be rubbed thoroughly. No finer body have I felt, As I touch her, she does melt. Cocoa butter, all I smell, How I’m doing, I can’t tell. I have lost my hold on reason, My hands have committed treason, While I was determined to go slow, All she says is “Faster! Go!” Looking very like a cat, I wonder that she can move like that. From here, I cannot tell, We both moved in time, and fell. On our sides to catch our breath, Enjoying much the Little Death. There is surely no more blissful state, Than to be in Love with your mate!

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Jobless Recovery

What's the opposite of a jobless recovery?
Am I recovered in my unemployment plan?
Can my life's ambition be made compulsory?
Can I ever be in pursuit of happiness again?

Is my economic outlook feverishly rising?
Can my party fix all my troubles with planks?
What's the good in dour predictions surmising,
a bleak future is likely in my future thanks?

Do charts and graphs shovel down in the ditches?
Can talking heads turn sound-bites into a meal?
Can legislators bind citizens strife with stitches?
Do they even realize that our struggle's a big deal?

Do the waifish children known as Ignorance and Want
clinging under the ghost of Christmas present's robe
have no earthly refuge or resources, to flaunt?
Are there no prisons, no workhouses to provide hope?

A man's measured by more than the job that he works
Best accept the fact now that we're brother's keeper
Day after day without a job, life's a struggle without perks
and the price of peace and contentment is made steeper

© Goode Guy 2012-03-13

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What 3 sins seem to cause most evil in the world

Dishonesty and
They are therefore to be carefully avoided at all times


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What do you believe of Jesus Christ

I believe that Jesus Christ is the Son of God
The Second Person of the Blessed Trinity
True God and True man
Great Prophet, High Priest and was anointed as the fullness of divine power


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What effects of Anger in our soul

Anger begets in our souls impatience
And too often habit of cursing

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What do we mean by grievous matter

By ‘grievous matter’ with regard to sin mean that the thought
Word or deed which is committed must be either bad in itself
Or severely prohibited
And therefore sufficient to make a mortal sin if we deliberately yield to it

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What do we mean by our predominant sin or ruling passion

By our predominant sin
Or ruling passion
We mean the sin into which we fall most frequently and
Which we find hardest to resist


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He's retired, at last he's free,
Released from bondage now.
No longer must he watch the clock,
No slave behind a plow.

His time at last is his alone,
He'll do just as he wishes.
His wife still has a job and so,
He cooks and does the dishes.

She goes to work to earn her pay,
So he does household chores.
He thinks,"What gives!? For I could swear,
T'was not like this before."

"Where does all this dirt come from?
That woman is a pig!
Before the house was nice and clean.
My job was not so big."

"She stayed home and watched T.V.
She cooked and made some buns.
I worked all day to earn my pay,
Relaxed when day was done."

"Now I work and slave and cook and clean,
Till I can hardly stand,
And then at dawning of the day,
I do it all again."

"It's not supposed to be this way.
I wish I had a job.
Then I could work and then get paid,
And not be so bedaubed,

With so many different jobs,
Instead I'd have just one.
She could stay here just like before,
I'd slave under the gun."

                                       Judy Ball

The grass is always greener on the other side of the fence.

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Latin envolutio = unfolding, development
The growth of the final form of organisms over millions of years
Viewed from Christian perspective
Evolution takes place as God’s continuous creation in natural processes


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Greek = origin, beginning
The first book of the bible which describes
Among other things
The creation of the world and of man


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The Lamentation Over The Dead Christ

Michelangelo covered with the hood
Weeping tears as holding Christ, he stood
At the head of the man, who is the Lamb
That became the perfect sacrifice, the great I Am

Putting himself in Joseph of Arimathea's place
Helping Mary Magdalene and Mary Jesus' mother face
The tragedy, that they felt ended Jesus' race
His chance to be the Savior, sent to grace
The world with salvation and kingdom of love;
How each stroke of the hammer guided from above
Perfection of this work you desired for the Dove
When an error occured, you were not proud of

Gave this unfinished work away (to Antonio)
Who for a profit did sell the work for pay
Reconstruction by Tiberio Calcagni paved the way
For the look of the Florence Pieta' today

(The information that I got about this work said that Michelangelo used himself as a model 
for the hooded figure.  I could just see Michelangelo feeling the agony of the person when he 
put himself in their place.)

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The leaves  will slowly fall away
After the harvest  work  is done
Now  soon the winter comes to stay
And the sky will lose its warming sun
Leaves, leaves, leaves,  autumn leaves

We  rest and gather  fruits around
And smile with thanks : we work no more
The nuts, the seeds in the  barn abound
Give thanks for the fruitful  store 
Leaves leaves leaves,  autumn leaves

The leaves are gold, the days are cold
The  Halloween fire flares up high
There’s time for stories to be told
Time to smile and no longer  sigh  
Leaves, leaves, leaves,  autumn leaves

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What effect has Lust on our souls

Lust begets in our souls a distate for holy things
Perverted conscience
Hatred of God
Frequently leads to complete loss of faith

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What is actual sin

Actual sin is any willful thought
Or Omission contrary to the will of God

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Should we give up trying to be good when we seem to not succeed in overcoming our faults

We should not give up trying to be good when we seem not 
To succeed in overcoming our faults because
Our efforts to be good will keep us from
Becoming worse than we are


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What effect has sloth upon the soul

Sloth begets in a soul
A spirit of indifference
In our spiritual duties and
A disgust for prayer


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Out of love, Eternal God sent Father Christ
His Son into the World
Because of sin, dying
Death of our earthly bodies, also eternal death

Father Christ spoke often about eternal fire
Awaits all those who reject Eternal Father’s merciful love in Father Christ
All who reject the Eternal Son rejects eternal life
He alone who he brings are condemned already

The condemnation is eternal separation from God
What Father Christ refers to as the “hell of fire”
The “furnace of fire”
The “unquenchable fire”

Hell is something man chooses
There are only two ways
Leads to Life
The other leads to death

For the gate is narrow
The way is hard
Leads to Life
Those who find it are few

The narrow way is Father Christ Himself
He said “I am the way
The truth
The life

Following Father Christ means
Following the Church He started
Following the way
Following truth and the life
No one comes to the Eternal Father
But by me”
In Jesus, the Eternal Father has made
A way to life for us

How foolish of me to refuse
I don’t like the means of help He has chosen
For my salvation
I chose to take the help He gave


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What is Sloth

Sloth is laziness of mind and
Through which we neglect our duties
On account on the labor they require


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How is sin divided

Sin is divided into the sin we inherit from our first parents
Called original sin
The other we commit ourselves is Actual sin
Actual Sin  is sub-divided by greater amount of sin or mortal sins and lesser sins is Venial sin

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he stands amid the dusted rays
of beams from smudged, windowed days
casting light on the words below
pressed flat upon papered page

he's been here since before sun up
stained and smelling of turpentine
surveying the thoughts he's pressed
quickly he hangs the page to dry

then re-inks the typeset laid to table
and inserts another piece to press
pulling at the screw-pressed platen
repeating process his labors express

his desire to enlighten the world
not just his neighbors informed to tell
ideas and thoughts carried on back
ancestors haunched with ink and quill

before them criers cried the street
events be known upon lips aloud
spreading ideas throughout the land
difficult to speak beyond the crowd

and unbeknownst to him and kind
someday in future ideas are spread
with something called electricity
through wires and waves on into head

to reach to you my heartfelt soul
ideas with emotions and feelings said
until now, thoughts sweetest aspirations
words spread like jam on slice of bread

words, like feelings toil quietly
carry your touch and feeling along
to distant lands and distant times to
give life's meaning, therefore prolong

what the publisher and writer wish
to convey to all able to read or hear
that thought, like life, is precious
held close at hand, the mind made clear

© Goode Guy 2011-08-09

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What is Anger

Anger is an excessive emotion of the mind 
Excited against any thing
It is an excessive desire for

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How long did Father Christ lived on earth

Father Christ lived on earth for about 33 years
Most holy life 


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The Log Cabin

There’s a cabin in the mountains
The deer are everywhere
You might see a coyote
Or perhaps a big black bear

Close to where two rivers join
No game fish can be found
Until the sockeye salmon run
Is on the breeding ground

Long before a cabin was built
We parked a trailer there
Camping on the weekends
In clear pure mountain air

Then a truck hauled in the logs
A contractor built the shell
To complete all the rest of it
The family worked like hell

Our daughters and their husbands
All gave a helping hand
The toilet was the first thing done
For reasons you understand

The insulation, the electrical
The cabinets on the wall
Without any outside help
We had to do it all

We did cave in and hire someone
The wallboard to install
But we hung up the ceiling fan
And no one took a fall

Install the sinks, install a tub
Apply finish here and there
With Electrical heaters in the wall
We were almost there

When we had the linoleum laid
And the carpet on the floor
Time for all to celebrate
No need to work no more

This all happened years ago
It was completed in’91
Now thinking back on it
That work was mostly fun

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Father Christ Deal

Eternal Father saw outnumber of people’s sins 
Sad with what He created
He wanted to destroy the world
People hurting each other

Father Christ stopped Him
Told the Eternal Father He would go down to earth
Take People’s cruelty
To start His power over people

He told the Eternal Father people would understand
Ransom Himself
Not to destroy the world
Believed people to be one

Eternal Father searched a woman
To conceive and bear a Son
Angel Gabriel spoke to Mother Mary
You have found favor from (Eternal) God
Holy Spirit will shine over you
You are to name Him Jesus
He will save people from their sins
To save destruction of the world

Father Christ started a Church
For People to be Universal
People don’t understand
In His Church people are saved

What are these other churches?
In there you are not saved
Don’t be fooled
By the Christ’s like religions

There is only one
Deal to the Father
Be Universal to His Church
Roman Catholic

To understand the Two Greatest Commandments
“Love God all your mind, heart, body and soul”
2nd is “Love your neighbor as yourself”
When we love our neighbor, Covers the 1st Greatest Commandment

Other Churches are misleading people
Thought they loveFather Christ
Person who created their Church 
Was the person they believed  and loved

Father Christ is very hurt
People don’t know in His Church 
You’re saved
In others you’re condemned


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Things necessary to make sins mortal

Three things are necessary to make a sin mortal
A grievous matter
Sufficient reflection
And dull consent of the will

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Graces in each moment

God doesn't ask much of you
Just cooperate
With each grace
He gives you in each moment


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What are chief sources of sin

Chief sources are Seven
Pride, Greed, Lust
Anger, Gluttony, Envy and Sloth or laziness
Commonly called 7 Capital Sins or 7 Deadly Sins 

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What kind of sin is drunkenness

Deliberate drunkenness, always a mortal sin
If the person is completely deprived of the use of reason by it
But drunkenness is not intended
Or desired may be excused from mortal sin 

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From Latin magister=teacher
Term for the mandate of the Catholic to present a faith
Interpret it with the Holy Spirit
To protect it from falsifications


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"I am appalled," the administrator said
..."I am appalled by your recommendation."
yet utterly correct, it soon proved to be
for years anonymous, the implied accusation

Challenger "slipped the surly bonds of Earth"
and surely those scientific souls perished
to "Touch the face of God" was said henceforth
but always, in all ways, their memory cherished

Roger Boisjoly*, and a few who knew the truth
also, felt smacked-in-the-face by appalling
as guilt and horror were revealed through proof
let "only the facts speak" was the higher calling

when timetables are allowed to tip the scale 
without regard to even more profound losses
we could learn to let probable facts prevail 
and overrule overbearing bosses, whatever the cost is

foregoing of foretelling, is unfortunately compelling

© Goode Guy 2012-02-07

* pronounced: (Fr) Beaujolais

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Dangerous Employment

After college, I worked for Boeing An engineer in Aero Space They gave me a desk in a large room Mostly Engineers in that place I’d only worked there a shot time When I had an incident I bent over to pick up something The seat of my pants did vent I was wearing a sport coat and tie The uniform of the day So I took side steps out of the room Afraid of what someone might say Thinking ahead as I left the room As I passed the last desk there I swiped a stapler sitting on top A secretary gave a stare I sneaked down the hall to the men’s room Where an open stall I found Took off my pants and looked at a rip From the top all the way down I sat down and started to staple It made a loud clicking sound Someone was in the stall next to me My noise was making confound “Do you need some help in there fellow” These were the words he spoke “What are doing to make that noise, Is this some sort of a joke?” I told him the noise was a stapler It’s something I have to fix Although he stopped asking me questions He still suspected a trick I must have used a hundred staples This had to last me all day I had to sit on staple chain mail But it never did gave way When I finally got home that evening My wife asked, “How was your day? And why are you walking so funny You never do walk that way” Before I can tell you the story I need some nursing and care What happened to me at work today Was just totally unfair She was putting some salve on my butt As I related my day “Sounds like your job is so dangerous, You should get hazardous pay!”

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From the bare branches of the larch
A twittering chorus cascades,
Celebrating the warmer days of March,
Filling my ears with spring serenades.

I too step out lively on my way
In hope of starting afresh with strength
My tasks unfinished while I may,
In these days of increasing length.

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What is Covetousness

Covetousness is Greed
Part of 7 Capital Sins
Or Deadly Sins
Greed is an excessive desire for worldly things

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What is a mystery

Mystery is a truth in which we cannot understand
Every truth we cannot understand is not a mystery
Very revealed truth which no one can understand is a mystery
We should and often believe when proof of their existence

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What is Gluttony

Gluttony like Greed
Excessive desire of Food or Drink
Part of7 Capital sins or 7 Deadly sins
Jesus Christ requires one to confess

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What is Pride

Pride is an excessive love
Of our own ability so that would
Rather sinfully disobey
Than humble ourselves

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What is mortal sin

Mortal sin is grievous offense against the law of God
This sin is called mortal because it deprives us of spiritual life
Sanctifying grace
Brings everlasting death and damnation of the soul

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Vaccinate The Pigs

When I lived on the farm in West Texas Dad had a bunch of young pigs One day he said “Come on boys, we got a job, Let’s go down to the pig digs” He said, we’ve got vaccinate them all And we all must do our bit You boys catch a pig and bring him to me Into that pen and hold it Then your mom will pull the his hind legs apart I’ll shoot the medicine in Then you boys have another pig ready So we can do it again Big “J” and I thought, Boy! This will be fun Catching those pigs for our Dad But there were about fifty pigs in all And after ten, I’d been “had” It was the hardest work I’d ever done Catching a pig’s hard enough But those devils fight you all of the time Didn’t know they were so tough It was dark by the time the job was done The next day I couldn’t move It was all in vain, that work was for naught As all the pigs we did lose

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Why did Christ lived that long on earth

Christ lived for about 33 yrs to show us the way to
Heaven by
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What are the effects of Venial sin

The effects of venial sin are 
Lessening of the love of God on our heart
The making us less worthy of His help
And weakening of the power to resist mortal sin

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What is Temptation

Temptation is anything that
Or Urges us to offend God

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What is Envy

Envy is feeling sorrow at another’s good fortune and
Joy at the evil which befalls him/her as if
We ourselves were injured by the good and
Benefited by the evil that comes to him/her


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Help or Helpless?!

Jeanice and I helping each other
But sometimes it is like "Oh brother!"
Work and work and work and work
Pray to God I don't go berserk!

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From the Latin credo = I believe
The first word of the Apostle’s Creed became 
The name of various formulas of the Church’s profession of faith
In which the essential contents of the faith are authoritatively summarized


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Any good quality a thing should have
A thing is perfect when it has all good qualities
God is infinitely perfect
For he possesses all good qualities in a highest possible degree

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My Early Departure

The house, it is quiet this cold winter morning
The heat, set real low, to about sixty eight
The dog, she whimpers, needing to go out
And I, readying for work, cannot show up late

The kids, looking cozy and warm in their beds
The wife, in warm repose this cold early morn
The house, seems to be alive within its quiet
As I, off to work, leave from the bosom of home 

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My Son's Day

Never was I so proud of him
as I was upon that day
when he stood up on his own
and drove the competitors away.
It showed, the work paid off
and his efforts not in vain.
My son had proven to his dad
that he could work through pain.
You see, there was a time
when, he was pushed around.
The bullies had a field day
and knocked him to the ground.
I am thankful that he took his time
and he did not try to race.
Because of all his patience
he was able to take first place.
Now, when he walks out his door
full of glory and of pride
he knows that he can kick their butts
and from those bullies he won’t hide.
So he again has proven
he could stand and take the foes.
I am proud and awful thankful
He had studied Tae Kwon Doe.

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Nuts to You

The devil wears a suit and has a thick old wallet
Holds himself higher than the rest of the world
He sits in an office and makes up excuses 
For reasons why others shouldn’t share of the gold

He pulls all the strings and makes the decisions
He alters the rules as he then sees them fit
He scares you with choices, but says for the better
In all honesty, he is nothing, but an educated twit

Alone in his tower, I hope he falls from one day
He’ll never have what we possess, though he desires
But, since he can’t have, he makes our lives hell
And condemns us to his world amidst all the fires

Oh yes, all his minions, those who climb all his ladders
They do all his bidding as their consciences fade
But I, though employed for the need to support family,
Can hold my head high by the choices I made

I will not let devils, in suits, take possession
I will not and can not let them have me 
Though they can fire me, truly, at any moment
They’d be doing me a favor, cause then I’d be free

And to all those devils that tried to then have me
I say, go to hell and take all your minions with you
For all of your power is just worthless dribble-drabble
For my power gets stronger with all that I choose

You see, you’re defeated when my head is held high
Integrity and honesty are two things you can’t own
In fact, you are nothing without all your minions
The kiss ups that don’t know that their lives are gone

So, when you sit back in leather, with some brandy
To think that you’re at the pinnacle of success
Think again, because of those that are like me
We’ll inherit the kingdoms and be the ones blessed

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All Will Get Theirs

Because of need, I toil, I sweat,
I bear the burden of others’ ills.
Despite the efforts, nothing’s gained.
Again and again, my blood is spilled.

Middle class man in a dead end job
Doing the best for the family, the home.
Stabbed again, by the men with no eyes
Gives my mind the intention to roam.

More money to gain or is respect the want?
Do I dare make a change in my life?
Will I be able to provide for the children?
Will I be able to make happy, my wife?

Keep looking ahead and lose not my own.
At least that’s what I keep on saying.
For a day will come when all will get theirs
Or at least, that is for what I am praying.

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Two Halves (A Whole)

Love is very simple
It’s an easy thing to do
What’s difficult is trusting
As that’s when love is true

Giving of one’s self to someone
Is in itself, reward
Truly, though, to make it great
You must find shared accord

See, work things through together
If it’s as one, then one shall be
So, reach out to the other
Else the distance set’s you free

Distance isn’t physical
It’s the space that two permit
Grab now, the relationship
To make your two lives fit

It’s all communication
In the things we say and do
So work it out, talk it out
Speak of what’s in you

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The Working Blues

The squeeze upon my jugular
Is all too much to bear
I wish to turn the hold on them
But life just isn’t fair

The working man is meant to work
He’ll never get ahead
But we must keep the tedious roles
To satisfy our debts

When I was single, I never cared
I’d tell them to piss off
But as a father, husband, provider
I take it now and cough

I hold it back, suppress it so
Which is a big mistake
Because one day I may explode
Or die from a headache 

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They'll Get Theirs

Because of need, I toil, I sweat,
I bear the burden of others’ ills.
Despite the efforts, nothing’s gained.
Again and again, my blood is spilled.

Middle class man in a dead end job
Doing the best for the family, the home.
Stabbed again, by the men with no eyes
Gives my mind the intention to roam.

More money to gain or is respect the want?
Do I dare make a change in my life?
Will I be able to provide for the children?
Will I be able to make happy, my wife?

Keep looking ahead and lose not my own.
At least that’s what I keep saying.
For a day will come when all will get theirs
Or at least, that is for what I am praying.

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They Won't Forget

She was from one side of the ocean
Where the people were busy
Hustling, bustling
Busy, was she

He was from the other side of the ocean
Where life was a bit slower
Moseying along
Slower, was he

It was in a metropolis they both had worked
Employed by the same company, same payer
He dreamed of climbing the ladder to success
She dreamed of the knights from her prayers

It was a corporate event, all were gussied up
Dancing, mayhem, the gossip, even the frill
He was bored with the same old same old
She was taken by someone in for the kill

He left the scene quickly headed for the door
She was cornered by one, for whom she had no eye
He headed for a bar across the street with friends
She was thankful a friend had pulled her bye bye

It was at the bar he noticed her presence
She, too, noticed him, giving him the eye
He said to the barkeep, “drinks, for all here”
She knew she had to meet him, lest she’d die

He, slowly, but assured, walked toward her
She pretended not to see and turned away
He said, “Hello, how are you this evening?”
That was all he ever had to say.

They talked for hours, shot the breeze
Had more drinks, then made some plans
He called a car for her, to get home safe
They kissed a little and held hands

It was a night he will remember
It was a night she’d never forget
They are grateful, now they’re married
That was the night that they had met

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No More Chores

My broken fence; it sits and waits
For my hands to come and mend
However, there is often more 
Than simple chores to tend
I wake up with intentions
To tackle each and every chore
But, to my life, as all of you,
I am nothing but a whore
See, I’d gladly give up working
Should pleasure come my way
Disrupting all the plans I had
Changing then, the boring day

So, my broken fence, still it waits
And my side door needs repair
My kitchen sink, it’s on the blink
You know? I just don’t care.