So many patients waiting with their dogs
I pitied the poor Doctor, Anderson Cooper
As time passed, my pity shifted to the waiting room
An aquarium it had ~ it lacked a pooper-scooper
For Loni Anderson her precious hi!
A sense Herb smiles inside for sigh
And then to speak to caller live
And crush his hopes informed for rive
And know his name as any fool
A customer, a dignatory, a Right of Yule
To be the play a Jennifer Love
And that for saying "Goodbye" for of
A chance to be the cooler man
Impressed by Jenny and left for fan
To be her duel, a better man
And Herb for effort, shrink back for can
And see her right - receptionist
To be to carry elrectionist
Of all she worries her uptight men
Not worthy looks but what they crein
To be the workers a woman wants
But not on phone, too long means braints
And to be simple not want to her
But what the heck - pass by for tour
And keep her happy for loving spell
To say she's beauty and no due tell
Quatrain Poem by Trevor McLeod
My heart is racked with so much pain
For one who garnered admiration and disdain
A man whose love for country did outpour
A man who loved his Savior more
His values went against the grain
He stood for all that’s moral and sane
His calling? To proclaim the truth
To ignorant and misguided youth
He taught God’s love and never hate
But his political incorrectness sealed his fate
A fiend of hate from the party of love
Was ready to kill when push came to shove
He was far too evil to agree to disagree
So he shot Kirk dead before his family.
From the party of love came nothing but cheers
Validation, threats, mockery, and jeers
Because tolerant is a wonderful thing to be
Lest it is a truth for which you disagree
But what can you expect these days in the West
Where only degenerates truly know best?
Where the only approved speech is shibboleth
And penalty for speaking the truth is death
Farbeit that Kirk will die for naught
There is still a holy war to be fought
No matter the cost, I will be brave
For the only place for the righteous is the grave.
Ian Scott Anderson
as a flautist loved to have fun
in prog. rock he wasn’t dull
and gave us Jethro Tull
Woodsman on a prowl
Sneaking around like an owl
Noticing innocents getting a fright
Watchman you are a good knight
Defending partiers in a plight
Battling a monster in a murderous fight
Erich you guarded them all
Despite the rainfall
Where thunder clapped
Lightning snapped
Spotlighting your heroic stage
Heralded by the girls maturing in age
Until your deadly scripted page
As we reflect surrounded by campfire mist
Who should be on the angelic list
Mr. Anderson may not have received Brad Clooney fame
But we knew your look maybe not name
Reminded the rat was Ben
While the chopping mall no longer needed Ken
RIP mechanical hiking buddy
Protecting those from evil not really funny
Make it sunny
Heavens will be brighter
Since you are now a soulful fighter
We all down here
Are in it for the scream and cheer
Toasting Rob Dier
With a corkscrew and beer
There once was an old car that was quite spry,
It had creaky joints and a sputtering sigh.
Its engine would wheeze
On the road, with such ease
Yet, newer models are no match
for a car of that batch!
With integrity under fire recant and
You'll be labled liar.' There are riots
On the streets now' parades about
The middle east, sad-guy just counts
Up the fines, he gets from, his u l e z
Low down feats, its not because he's
Muslim..' or the mayor that gives them
Room.? Just one thought an earlier
Britian never lived within such gloom.'
The road to you was torture.
The first fourteen years of my life
I walked on glass shards,
Swam with blood thirsty sharks,
Crawled on hot embers,
Walked on a tightrope over a cliff.
I had no idea what my destination was
But I prayed every night that it would be soon.
Then I met you.
And suddenly it was all worth it.
I would do all of it again over and over and over if it could
guarantee you’ll stay with me forever.
There's no prescription needed for what we all can clearly see
For Dane and Katie, long ago, found loves most affectionate glee
Their match was made to stand forever, more than the test of time
This clock is wound for eternity, a life of matrimony, it will chime
It's hands like their hands perpetually, inexplicably willed to entwine
So let us enjoy this evening, as two star's show us why love is so divine
For under this beautiful June day sky and sun
Congratulations, Mr and Mrs Dane Anderson
He is Anderson Dan,
A Man U Fanatical fan;
Only five minutes ago,
To Hell did go ...
Indeed, nearly mad ran,
Man U supposing in some frying pan,
Having Chelsea’s thrust lifted a ban;
In a match Chelsea had been A Titan,
Easily to Man U telling “I can”
And once again “That Chelsea can”.
Bamboozled Anderson Dan,
Had to forget his being a Man:
“Oh!” Chelsea is sure to our skin tan”!
(this poem was inspired by the three word title, which was stamped upon a vintage typewriter platen that I recently purchased.)
Karen Anderson is…
stamped upon my platen, forever to be seen.
I wonder what she thought, and where she's been?
Perhaps she typed her own name,
thinking only later on,
that no one might quite find her,
with no paper drawn upon.
Yet here she is, sweet Karen,
and I wonder just what she is.
Is she drawn and quartered, married?
Is she paralyzed with fear?
That some may come one day,
and recognize her fear?
Might every breath be chaos now,
with death close, ever near'r?
Yes! Karen Anderson is,
and shall be to the end.
Will you and I be here or gone
when Karen on this platen fades?
So here we contemplate sweet Karen,
sweet Karen on this roller plate.
A typed omission of her past,
a stamped reminder of her fate.
~TH~ --- March 11, 2015
http://wrongwaywriteway.com
PINK
PINK
PINK
painting PINK
In memory of Clara Anderson—artist--beloved aunt, mother and role model
Clara had her breasts removed
Long before Pink was beloved
Bravely faced the doctors knife
Mother’s friend and navy wife
Clara danced on 30 years
Battled pain
Laughed through tears
And her paint brush
Carried on
Splashed her color
Like a song
I'll be your Bonnie if you'll be my Clyde
Together we'll swim out against the tide.
I'm your queen and you are my king.
I can't describe the joy you bring.
My best friend ever and the love of my life.
I want nothing more than to be your wife.
You get me like nobody has before.
You're my lover and so much more.
I know I'm your soul mate and you are mine
sure as I know the clouds'design.
I'm wrapped around your finger forever.
Loving you is my life's endeavor.
You are an angel that fell from Heaven;
From one through ten-you're an eleven!
You know you are all I completely adore.
I've given you the keys to my hearts corridor!
You are the answer to my raging desire.
My midnight dancer and you have me on fire!
You know you are my idea of perfection.
It's amazing how we share this spiritual connection!
You complete me in more ways than one.
Loving you is my life's mission under the sun!
I'm writing a love letter filled with emotion
Just to show you my extreme devotion
These words I write are soft and true
With pen and paper I'll get to you
You won't know what hit you when I'm done
You will want to finish what I've begun
I'm thinking of all the words so sweet
To send to you and knock you off your feet
As my loving words are read,let them caress your heart forever
Let me make love inside your head,so imagine us melded together!
I seal this letter with a lick,so you can place it anywhere
I'm so lovesick,thinking of your soft lips,round hips and yummy derriere!
On the envelope I place a stamp,and put it in the mailbox
Let our love be strong like a military camp,kinda like Fort Knox!
I hope my couplets make your heart smile,and you think of only me
I would swim through the Nile,walk a 1,000 miles,to give you ecstasy!
The nights don't seem as long these days
For at your picture I lovingly gaze
You have me completely under your spell
You have my heart and soul as well!
Wish I could touch you all the time
Cos' you're the reason for my rhyme
There's nothing that I wouldn't do
I'll prove my utter passion for you!
True passion has no fear
So there's nothing I wouldn't do
Just wait less than a year
And we'll explore all the taboo!
I will be all you desire
And take your body heavenly places
Our sexes will meld with fire
And leave us smokin' like aces!
Baby just hold on for a little while
For my sincere words are true
I'll emotionally make your heart smile
And eternally prove my passion for you!
*note:I wrote the first two stanzas and Jimmy wrote the last three(great job Jimmy!!)
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