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Georgie Porgie was a little overweight, since he loved tasty desserts, Like puddings and baked pies; or green woods, full of robin concerts. Georgie was ten years of age, possessing an impish sense of humor; And played tricks on his classmates, involving frogs, it was rumored. This sometimes left girls in tears, while boys wanted to thrash him! But Georgie ran away, laughing, like violet blooms, of nature's whim. As Georgie was only having fun, he gave those girls who cried, a kiss; Like dazzling rainbow colors slip away, silent, before they are missed. 'Georgie Porgie, Puddin’ and Pie, Kissed the girls and made them cry, When the boys came out to play Georgie Porgie ran away.' Fetching flowers were fading fast, lying on motley beds, in cool fields; As fall season was flourishing, with friends coming, for fun and meals. Fireproof, fragrant summer flamed furiously, on fuchsia fourth of July; When flying family rode fluffy, pink clouds, eyeing bluebirds going by! Georgie lived in the house of huge moon, inescapable in the darkness; And dreams arose in glittery, gold dust, when all roads were calmness. Saucy, scarlet blooms wore polka dots, skillfully crafted by the sun days, On his street of striped, petunia contrasts, following nature's wild ways. Nonrenewable hours drifted by, noticed, midst noise of neon songbirds; As new neighbors dropped in, casually, with the noted confetti of words. Black orchids lent dark to noon, as 'King Kong' coleus terrorized towns; And plum, 'persian shield' plants guarded, the hues of sunset drowned. 'Brazilian blue' cacti were melancholy, in affinity with the sapphire sky; Like the crimson rose memory of fire, or red butterflies, of no goodbye. Silvery years passed, with velvet tick tocks, as Georgie tired of pranks; And he dreamt of being an engineer, like stars, the adoring planets flank. Soon Georgie took girls out on dates, and they often ended with kisses, Like dinnerplate dahlia days of delight, in many dyes of summer riches! Georgie Porgie, Puddin’ and Pie, Kissed the girls who no longer cried.

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Date: 11/17/2024 8:41:00 PM
Another great rhyme. I had forgotten this one. Thanks for the memory road.
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Evelyn Judy Buehler
Date: 11/17/2024 9:50:00 PM
You are so welcome, Hilda. Thanks for the joy your words bring. :)
Date: 11/17/2024 7:49:00 AM
Your Saturday poem is always of great interest to me. I often wonder who's next. Would love to obtain a black orchid. I only have a white one. Brilliant poem.
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Evelyn Judy Buehler
Date: 11/17/2024 9:48:00 PM
I'm happy that my poems interest you a lot, Victor. Thank you for your very nice remarks. I've heard there are black roses too. I'll bet they're stunners! Blessings. :)
Date: 11/16/2024 10:07:00 PM
Thanks for re-creating Georgie Porgie for s here on the Sop... Had a teacher in 1959 named Miss George. She was new, and we changed p the rhyme to have her kissing the boys. Ran her right out the door too. Got married; never taught again! In those days, getting married meant the end of a woman's teaching career. Hard to imagine today, but that's how it was. (I know that you are only 29 years young, so you couldn't possibly remember those days). :) gw
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Evelyn Judy Buehler
Date: 11/17/2024 9:43:00 PM
You're very welcome Gershon. Thanks for your comments, and for the funny flashback. As to my age, you nailed it! You must be psychic. ;D
Date: 11/16/2024 2:32:00 PM
Evelyn love your story line on Georgie Porgie. Such a thoughtful write from you filling in ideas that are so humorous and a new story or Couplet surrounding Georgie. Years ago my cousin George we kissed him with this rhyme Evelyn. It's so funny your story. I thought of my cousin George. Thanks for your great effort in creating and sharing such a beautiful and funny take on Georgie Porgie. God bless you and looking forward to reading the next one...
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Evelyn Judy Buehler
Date: 11/16/2024 8:05:00 PM
Dear Michael, I'm so glad that this poem held pleasant associations for you, and that you enjoyed it. Deepest thanks for all the kind things you had to say. Many blessings.
Date: 11/16/2024 7:36:00 AM
I enjoyed reading your fun "Turnabout" write/story. What a colorful picture you have here. Love the ending...  Have a blessed day/weekend writing away..................
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Evelyn Judy Buehler
Date: 11/16/2024 7:58:00 PM
Paula, your words thrill me, and make me happy. Thank you for letting me know you enjoyed this. Do have a blessed weekend, as well. :)
Date: 11/16/2024 4:51:00 AM
A wonderful interpretation and you have done this with great rhyme and flow... Always a pleasure reading your poetry..
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Evelyn Judy Buehler
Date: 11/16/2024 7:54:00 PM
Thank you very much for writing such a wonderful comment, Silent One. Your words make me smile. :)
Date: 11/15/2024 6:34:00 PM
So cute and well written. Wonderful imagination you have. I did a take on this one years ago with audio. Not sure I'll ever repost but I like yours better
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Date: 11/15/2024 9:45:00 PM
Oh, I love your stories with audio, Tom-they're wondeful! I do hope you'll decide to repost your version of Georgie Porgie. It would be a treat. Thank you for your very gratifying comments. I'm glad you liked my story. :)

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