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Sleep Disorder?

No need to count sheep I drift off to sleep Then snooze in my hay... Just can't STAY that way!! Oh... NURSE! (named Bo-Peep) PLEASE round up your sheep... Come in where I lay And DRUG me...Okay??

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Andrea Dietrich

Date: 4/9/2014 5:25:00 PM

I am noticing Linda Marie talking about her golden tresses on a gloomy NJ day. It's so weird to see comments from someone we know has since passed away. So sad.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 4/9/2014 5:24:00 PM

hmmm, I will have to start checking your way back pages, tim. You have a lot of cute ones like this funny little poem back there. Saturday I went on the road with Joe and wrote FIVE poems. it was so nice to realize I could do that. Most were contests i had not even wanted to try previously. Anyway, I can't seem to get many comments these days so I sure won' t be posting them all at once.

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

Date: 12/9/2009 8:13:00 AM

OK sounds like a plan u have going on here... great light poetry on a gloomy New Jersey rainy windy morning... housebound today ..no raindrops on my blond tresses.. thankxxx for making my day with this one... luv.. "Sweetie"

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 12/6/2009 8:23:00 AM

Ha-ha! Bo Peep recommends you try some Benadryl, Tim. I have a sleep disorder too and it does help me get at least a few hours sleep when I really need it. Wishing you peaceful thoughts of sheep jumping over logs. Love you, Carolyn

Carrie Richards

Date: 12/6/2009 8:09:00 AM

There are nights I would like to call her to come over here too.......send me her phone number, okay??

Simone Segal

Date: 12/6/2009 6:10:00 AM

Very funny, love Simone