That was then,
When,
I played with a doll,
And used a pretend phone to make a call.
I had a favorite stuffed dog,
And had fun chasing a slimy, green frog.
I played dress up,
And drank from a sippy cup.
I learned how to walk,
And figured out how to talk.
I rode in a toy car,
But I couldn't go very far.
This is now,
How,
I go to work,
And cook my own pork.
I drive a car,
And drink at the bar.
I take care of my pets,
And have lots of debts.
I get dressed myself,
And reach the top shelf.
I Baby-sit my nephew and niece,
And travel to Greece.
Back then, I was a little girl,
Who loved to twirl.
Now, I am all grown,
And living on my own.
Categories:
baby sit, child, growing up, memory,
Form: Rhyme
It all works out, till it doesn't
We're cheaper by the dozen
You married your second cousin
When you thought it was true love
You're always right, till you blow it
The public records show it
And those angels proudly know it
As they rub it in your face from above
Baby, sit back down on your couch
And scooch on over
We been drunk all night,
Now let's talk ourselves sober
Who knew sweet slavery
would bring us closer?
We drive till we run out of fuel
Committed to conquering cruel
Reading about the world's fools --
Thank God we're not them
You survive until the finale
And go off to that great green valley
Where the shepherds convene to tally
All the dreams you've forgotten
Baby, sit back down on your couch
And scooch on over
We been drunk all night,
Now let's talk ourselves sober
Who knew sweet slavery
would bring us closer?
Categories:
baby sit, conflict, drink, endurance, eulogy,
Form: Lyric
Sick and Lame and Shame With Blame
God's love is among weak, sick, and lame;
From them He removed shame and blame,
Up will pick;
Around stick
And honor and glory has been in His name.
Jim Horn
God Must Run His Course
In our lives let God run His course;
Others give us strength to reinforce;
Perfect fit;
Baby sit,
Removing suffering and all remorse.
Jim Horn
Only Very Best of the Nest
What we want is only the very best;
Calm and settled down in their nest;
Poor steering,
Disappearing;
Easy to understand and also digest.
Jim Horn
I have a hard time believing that
Trump meets these qualifications.
How about you?
Categories:
baby sit, allegory, analogy,
Form: Limerick
Baby sit down
Take a load off
Let's pour a glass of wine
And just talk
No telephones
No big TV
Just you and I together
And honesty
Not a single ear to hear
Except for our own
Let my words take you places
You never dreamed you'd go
With every breath I breathe I swear I think about you
When my heart beats, I can see
Your eyes and perfect smile
I brought you here, to make it clear
And erase any doubt
You know I've had these feelings for a while
Let me go back
To the first place
I laid eyes upon an angel
And met fate
I knew at first glance
That someday we'd be
Talking bout forever
Discussing destiny
So here we finally sit
Letting inhibitions go
Expressing all our hearts
And revealing all our souls
With every breath I breathe I swear I think about you
When my heart beats, I can see
Your eyes and perfect smile
I brought you here, to make it clear
And erase any doubt
You know I've had these feelings for a while
Yes you know I've had these feelings for a while
Categories:
baby sit, devotion, emotions, fate, feelings,
Form: Lyric
BACK BATTLES
Back battle begets bleeds,
Bringing back betrayed blood,
Build-up blind believes bestowed
Below background bruises behind.
Birds breakfeed bite bravely
Between body breaking burst.
Be-dragged bed baby-sit by
Beautiful beat-up barbaric beings,
Banish bangle breaks banquette
because beauty bans bandit,
Bandage. Bad-mouthed business before
Blabbing beasts bust-in bravety.
Barrister back breaking business baffles benjamin,
Back-off bring baggaged banter.
Categories:
baby sit, art,
Form: Alliteration
The road into Rotgut looked like every road,
in every town I've seen, dusty
I've traveled through so many towns
and this town is no different
I'm tired, just looking for the saloon
and a guy, a drifter, name of Zack
Sent me a wire, needs help with a bank job
They call me Ricardo, an outlaw
Been on the run since I can remember
Enough about that, I'm thirsty
The trail dust is still choking me
Well, its not much of a saloon,
but it will do
Bartender!Give me a drink!
Leave the bottle!
Hello miss, thanks but no thanks
Here on business, don't have time
Looking for a guy name is Zack
Do you know him?
At the table, thanks
You Zack? Got your wire
Ricardo? Yes the same
I'll be around, but not for long
In fact Zack, after looking at you I'll be moving on
No offense, you look like someone who runs a dry good store
And I didn't come here to baby sit
So just pay me for showing up and I'll move on
That won't be a problem will it?
Didn't think so
Thanks for the whiskey, told the bartender you'll pay for it
I'm keeping the bottle, you don't mind
Hope not, I'm tired and really don't want to kill you
Good day miss
Yep, like every town I've seen
Categories:
baby sit, bullying, business, conflict, power,
Form: Free verse
Wanna move up the ladder fast?
I'll tell you what to do;
Run to the boss's office,
And shine those dirty shoes!
Are your fingers stout enough,
To massage his smelly feet?
Clip those crusted toe nails,
Make sure they're nice and neat!
Hang around the time clock,
Snitch on those who's late;
Spend more time in the lunchroom,
Scrubbin' those greasy plates!
Volunteer for overtime,
Never seek a penny more;
Bring up the morning papers,
Deliver 'em to his door!
Walk his ugly dogs,
Drag 'em at least a mile;
Find someone to baby sit,
You'll be gone for a while!
Show up when you're ailing,
No matter how dark or drab;
Take him out for dinner,
Be sure to pick up the tab!
Drive his wife to the mall,
She's bound to get a thrill;
Make sure she's extra happy,
When you ask to pay the bill!
Wash their dirty laundry,
Maintain that sculpted lawn;
Sleep is just a fairy tale;
You're workin' up 'til dawn!
Take his kids to the zoo,
Let 'em drive you up a wall;
If they throw rocks at a camel,
Be sure to take the fall!
Get ready for a let down,
Kissin' up won't take you far;
Bosses ain't really stupid,
But boy, they know YOU are!!
Categories:
baby sit, funny, giggle, jobs,
Form: Quatrain
Baby sit down
Let me tell you what happen
It seemed for that moment
Your boy was jus nappin
She came in the room
Cryin real hard
I told her to talk to me
Tell me how it start
Before she even said a word
We’re kissin on the counter
For the moment I imagine it was you
I was holdin in the shower
I never seen it comin
And im sorry this I gotta tell you
She’s pregnant with my baby
And its due in june
It was jus one time
And I never did it again
But she sent me this letter
Still the words are in my head
Now its off my chest
Baby tell me what your thinkin
Tell me whats on your mind
Tell me how much of me you really hate
She has her guy
And I should be all alone
But baby please forgive me
Please done leave me and go
You are my only one
And I promise theres no other
Now thats all that I can say
And I promise there wont be another
Categories:
baby sit, confusion, lost love, passion,
Form: Lyric
I used to baby-sit a lot, when I was young
I was a well sort after young miss
I get on really well with kids
And they liked the babysitters kiss.
Each small child I put to bed
A story then a quick kiss on the head
I’d settle down to watch TV
And eat the supper they left for me.
Each time they mostly came in late
But always walked me to my gate
Then one night after a fancy dress
The couple came home in a bit of a mess.
Their baby had played up as well
I’d only just settled her and I did tell
Don’t worry we know of the babysitters kiss
It’s all they want from you young miss.
I looked at him in his fancy dress costume
Not sure what flashed out in the gloom
I asked him as we reached our path
He opened his cloak and his thing did flash.
I went as a flasher, I tell you miss
Now it's time to give the babysitter a kiss…
I looked at his thing a flashing light well placed
And told him his battery need to be replaced
He drunkenly tried his hand on this young miss
He wanted to give me, his babysitter, a kiss
I reminded him his daughter would be a young miss
She may be the babysitter a drunk wants to kiss.
© ~GG~ 22/08/2012
Categories:
baby sit, life, time,
Form: Quatrain
This is my life
My life is a Rubrics Cube
With so many chances
I don't know what to do
-And-
That can be almost anything
------
I rather take a shot
At Romance
Maybe then I may get
And second chance
-But-
It alway's takes a
Silly twist
And that is the kind
Of twist
That some-times' you
Just can't really miss
------
And as it turn's out
Going in any direction
What dose that mean to me
It's all about love and affection
------
Every time I make a turn
Rather it be good or bad
There is always something
Their is something in the air
That desperately need's
Re-direction
Or else
It will go in another direction
And I will certainly be had
This situation really look's bad
------
Always something left to add
In order to get the full picture
Don't let it get you mad
Because that Rubrics Cube
Will only serve to baby sit you
GF
Categories:
baby sit, art, dedication, depression, devotion,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
Sammie and Pepper are like our children to us
Their bright eyes are so expressive with much love and trust
So many years ago I just never did know
About the deep love of a cat and my impressions were low
But I was just a young man during those growing years
Gettiing over some rough spots and so many fears
As life has continued to mould me and I became a cat daddy
At my more mature age I even baby sit our daughters cats, Cody and Maddy
So, every now and then their are four cats in the house
We are honored to have them all, me and my spouse
We are now very much cat lovers and so very proud and happy
We are greeted whenever we come in the door, loving mommy and pappy
They both rub against our legs and look up with inquiring bright eyes
Where you both been? Did you bring us a surprise?
And we always do bring them something to enjoy
A goodie to eat and perhaps a little mouse toy
Just wanted to tell the world how wonderful it is to be in love
With these furry Gods creatures so delightfully created in heaven above
Categories:
baby sit, petscat, love, me,
Form: Light Verse
Since Birth, Blessings are never ending....
Birth Parents wishful dream, Dream Parents anyone would say
Cute, Cuddly, Lovable, anyone would baby-sit and play
Fun filled childhood, pranks, prizes, punishments, peers envy
Toys,Tiffs,Tears,Top Grades,Trophies in Academics, Activity many
Cricket captain, carrom champion, competent at chess, badminton
Athlete, Actor, Artist, Author, Poet, Palmist anywhere centre of attention
Country's best College, brilliant academics,
Friends, Love, Hotel, Movies, Malls, Parties, Picnics,
Respectable job, great assignments, good Lifestyle,
Career on fast track, work-hard-party-harder all the while
Wise wife, 24 carat children, rational relative,
Neighbours never neglecting, Friends supportive,
Had health scare, got over with miracle rare
Lived life at my terms, terms very few would dare
Enjoying Life in moments, reading, writing poems, sketching
Active on social networking sites, socialising, travelling
With Life so momentous, Death too can't be any less
As ever Life rocks, never shall feel too early when Death knocks
On Death, Blessings shall be just beginning.....
Categories:
baby sit, lifelife, death, parents, death,
Form: Couplet
From dawn till dusk
I baby sit the kids
At night I drag through
long hours till dawn
watching couch potato Sid
Categories:
baby sit, funny
Form: Free verse
Did you Just bedazzle
My mug?
Did you just put a toto
On my dog?
Are you making a mess
Of my bed!
Seroiusly ,kid
You've done everything in a wreck
Where's my
Study book?
Hell,Yea,
Im giving you "The Look"
You just drew
All Over my Friggin' Wall
I'm suppose to be heading
To the mall!
I seriously
Wish
That ill find a job
Rather than baby sit
Categories:
baby sit, children
Form: Rhyme
Small word, two letters,
"if"--how many innuendoes
and emotions it can evoke,
just by tone of voice.
"If you don't go to class,"
"if you succumb to drugs,"
"if you don't take that job,"
"if you refuse to move,"
negatives that threaten and punish.
If you graduate, good money,
if you do a favor, expect a reward;'
if you introduce me to him,
you can borrow my fur coat;
if you baby-sit for Katy
she'll have food for her two kids.
And if I look within
seeking my own life's needs,
I'll pray and ponder
knowing that simplicity is best.
Categories:
baby sit, happiness, hope, life, people,
Form: Free verse
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