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Many Hikes with Three Mikes

After I had gone on many hikes
Ended up with these three Mikes
Meant to be,
Great all three,
Who I do know everyone likes.

Who I do have a Hoopy Do Review.

Jim Horn

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Charging and My Bills Enlarging

What could happen when I am charging,
Is all of my many bills  will be enlarging;
When raided,
Privacy invaded;
Who next had it been who was embarging.

Jim Horn

Breathing breath of life is always required,
When you will want to be fired up and hired;
See the trees;
Stand at ease;
All of this must be done before you expired.

Jim Horn

My life always will contain its entire,
And while in it you wanted to inspire;
Always please;
Everyone agrees;
It did exist in your mind as a desire.

Jim Horn

There are things that I forgot to mention;
Disruptions can be caused by dissension;
Worry wort;
Should abort,
As we look lured by much apprehension.

Jim Horn

Soliloquy about Solitude

Assuredly is soliloquy about solitude,
And when it had been properly viewed;
Much strain,
In  the rain;
Facts determined off can be chewed. 

Jim Horn



I have three friends who are Mikes
who once had been little tykes
that sure screech when foot 
has been driven into with some
spikes.

My observation is creation of more liquid medication.

Popular priest was possessed by our parish,
Who into his work himself he would parish,
Speaks profound,
In every sound;
Incredible priest we will love and cherish.

Jim Horn

Really Already Have to Admit

Aimlessly already what I must admit,
And to my church I cannot make it;
Wife not either,
And me neither;
Pain in foot and coughing did not quit.

Jim Horn

Counted Sheep and Would Weep

After I had counted a big bunch of sheep,
After hearing me whole church would weep
Into spell,
I again fell,
After I would stay at home and fall asleep.

Jim Horn

Carolina Crud Started Amassing

Carolina Crud had started amassing;
To no one would want to be passing;
With peace,
Did increase;
So maybe it we should be gassing.

Jim Horn

God the Father who we do adore,
Carolina Crud don't give anymore,
And deplore we do;
Through and through;
Ship out to sea from native shore.

Jim Horn

Sometimes found it so hard to sit;
And on toilet seat things hardly fit,
Always avoid,
A hemorrhoid;
May even extend through my slit.
(Or you should shove it up my slit.)

Jim Horn

Chuckle Then Knuckle and Buckle Down

What we could do is chuckle and chuckle;
Then down on many things start to knuckle;
Caste a spell;
Time will tell,
And if you can't bare it go ahead and buckle.

.Jim Horn
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