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To Bring PD a Smile

Our lauded poet’s PD
With a soul sovereign and free
She knows what to write
It’s sheer dynamite
And her posts fill you with glee

Her work just drips with honey
As cute as she is funny
She’s one of the best
And this is no jest
Her words are oh so yummy

PD, our hats off to you
In this site, you are the glue
Your poems rank high
And that is just why
Our praise is honored and true.

In Honor of PD
NOT for A.O’s Contest- I didn't read the rules before I wrote this! :(
May 23, 2013


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To Heather Ober

The sweet girl’s name is Heather
Wispy…light as a feather
She read my first rhyme
She thought it sublime
Her words bring sunny weather

Straight off she made me a fav
My little heart she did save
She liked what she read
My starved heart she fed
A boost to my soul she gave

Oh Heather, this one's for you
You're a sweetheart through and through
You’re eyes sparkle bright
You light up this site
You’re a dear friend tried and true!

Eileen Manassian Ghali

Some time ago, I was going through my first poems trying to find something out when I came upon this post from Heather on my very first poem published here, Dying Young:

"Oh, wow, Eileen... This is heartbreaking. I've had thoughts like these before. I am adding this to my faves - and I'm adding you to my fave poets list! You are awesome!"

Today I was reminded of it, and I just want to thank Heather personally for being so kind to a new poetess! How absolutely sweet. :) She is adorable, yes? And with one accord they all gave a resounding...."YES!"




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You're a Good Man

To the party, you were not invited. 
As anyone else, you feel slighted. 
When they turn down their thumbs, 
to hell with those bums. 
You are a good man who deserves to be knighted.

Inspired by another member's poem


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Economics 101

One to the next is its mother
Each fiscal cliff breeds another
There's no golden goose
Oh brother, this chain noose
Causes all commerce to smother

Kick debt ceiling blues in the groin
With Ponzi whose scheme we should join
He's someone now dead
For the platinum head
Of a trillion buck magic act coin


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POETRY HEAVEN

oh what a wonderful group we make as we pen our poems and take a break our traits range from weird to strange in all probability certifiably deranged leaving legacies of genius in our wake


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Ed

There once was a man named Ed
Who really believed all he said
He'd rant and he'd rave
From cradle to grave
And always believed that he led


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Oh, that Ellen DeGeneres

Oh, that Ellen DeGeneres
Should be Ellen Da Generous!
She tosses those gifts about
That make you wanna shout,
"Hey, throw me somethin', glamorous!"


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To Buddy Stall From New Orleans

He sought all the mystery
As well as the blistery
With some of the grim
And the not-so-prim
In the city's ironic history

A story he would perceive
Seldom easy to believe
But always would back up
What came from the Cup
Of Cornucopia he would weave

He would oft-times humor
An unconfirmed rumor
Then blow it away
When he would say
A quip of his humor


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Sally Field

You'd have to yield
To Sally Field:
She'd stare in your eyes
And as a surprise
Give you power to wield!


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Joan of Arc

Joan of Arc would never bark
A command out on a lark
But would save the day
In a saintly way
Forever leaving her mark


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To Our Resident Mr Funny Poet Jack

Jack’s the name of our friend
With him, a joke has no end
He writes about “shit”
Gives poor folks a fit
Drives Soupers over the bend!

His wisdom’s coupled with fun
Guffaws you’ll get on the run
Nutso’s and derriers
Hogs and teddy bears
But where’s Attila the HUN!?

You’ve asked that things be kept light
What of us lost in the night?
We all need to vent
Emotions to spend
Or we're in a sorry plight!

But we need poets like you
To show us funny things too
So don’t you dare stop
This kangaroo hop
Of funny writes, oh so new!

Eileen Manassian Ghali


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Annette Funicello


Annette Funicello sang so mellow
Charming many a good fellow
And then would smile
With so much style
They'd all want to kiss her "Hello!"


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THEO-OLIGARCHIC HAPPENINGS IN SLOVENIA


URAN'S WILLY

Taking sides in discussions holily
About whether Uran used his willy
Means you're trapped in their game -
Either side is the same:
Cock distracts, cash departs, crowd stays silly.



Story:
http://www.sloveniatimes.com/scandals-in-the-slovenian-church-to-go-on


The National Poet Of Slovenia In A Language People Understand interprets important Slovenian affairs for the non-Slovene speaking world. 


www.maria.si


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Richard D Seal

There once was a man named SEAL
Whose posts made Orchid just squeal
He’d tease and cajole
For he had no soul
But still, he had an appeal

He gave her many a name
Pushed buttons and felt no shame
She’d give him a slap
He’d give her a clap
The poets laughed at their game

His visits brightened her day
He always knew what to say
He’d make her smile bright
Right after each fight
Then chase her worries away

R Seal, here’s looking at you
If Nell will let you get through
Come leave me a post
Or you will be toast
I’ll feed you my Orchid brew!

Eileen Manassian Ghali



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Rodger Dodger

There once was a man named Rodger
Who became an expert tax dodger
He had boxes of papers
Documenting his capers
And kept them till he was a codger


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Andrea Marcovicci

Andrea Marcovicci was never witchy
Even though she would get pretty itchy
To finish her breakfast fast
So she could coach all the cast
Then nobody would get too twitchy


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The Perfect Limerick

Here lies O'Tool, Irish and Brother.
He treated his wife like his mother.
His poor wife, sex-starved,
On his tombstone has carved,
Under this grim sod lies another.


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Canadiana Folksingers



In nineteen hundred and sixty-two Canadiana Folksingers made their debut We appeared on TV Albums numbered three Had a ton of fun, what a hullabaloo! Played 5-string banjo and sang in a successful folk group called The Canadiana Folksingers © Jack Ellison 2013


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Judy Konos

Judy Konos,
Beauty bonus,
Would loan us,
Enthrone us
Then own us!


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Oh'd

Memories of you rule every thought
Even though each day they are fought.
But never victor, thus am I fraught
With defeat to my love of you am I caught.

Your steady mind and strong will tell
Of your steadfast need to always excel,
Along with your sense of humor I know well
That you would never let yourself go to hell!




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Tim Patch Paintings

Tim Patch Paintings

There’s an Aussie that paints like no other
His paint brush of choice – well brother
Without being crude
He paints in the nude
Even if painting your mother

Over the years Patch has learned
Abrasive canvas and acrylic paints burned
So now he just toils
In waters and oils
And basks in the fame he has earned

I may or may not be correct
But me thinks he paints when erect
For anything less
Would be a big mess
I ain’t tried it but I just suspect

Mdailey	9/12/12


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Johnny Mercer

I wonder if Johnny Mercer
Was a prolific rehearser
He'd hit the spot
In his songs  - a lot
But when drunk he was a curser


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The Donald

The Donald stood atop Trump Tower
Counting his income by the hour
When it would go down
He'd hold back a frown
And when it was lost he'd glower


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Something about Mary O

Something about Mary (Oliver)                  



Where is Mary Oliver ?

I heard she moved away

Somewhere,  I think,  she'll put in ink

Those thoughts,  she thinks today

And wraps me warm with poetry

That keeps the hounds at bay



Where is Mary Oliver

In my home State she dwells

Upon the coast,  I love the most

I hope she does as well

And puts this paradise to words

I'm sure, that time will tell ?



Where is Mary Oliver ?

I've found Her in a book

It wasn't long and called 'Dog Songs'

T'was really worth the look

Now, I can stopped searching 

For, she's right hear in my Nook