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Copyright ISBN-13 978-19781188973
ISBN-10 197811897TX
Whoop dee do
How do you do?
I'm fine too
Just writing some
Poems to woo.
Each generation plants a tree
The next one enjoys the shade
Seeds we plant in young people's minds
Are engraved and will never fade
So choose your path very carefully
They're watching your every step
You might think they're too distracted
Or they think you're old and inept
They're always watching how you react
Each and every move you make
Be careful the seeds you sow every day
Will grow in them, make no mistake
The burden is on us for each generation
To guide them and show them the way
Map out the route to a happy life
Don't let anyone lead them astray
There'll be mine fields galore along the way
Protect them with words and with deeds
They'll love you for caring and taking the time
Encourage them to follow your lead
© Jack Ellison 2015
Spicy sausage (food for thought!)
Carrots, onions, …chopped!
Tomatoes, bells, add to stock....
Peppered spice….(a lot!)
Oops!.... Almost forgot....!
Burned tongue!!!....It's....
HOT!!
All you British girls, you're surely a treat
With soft and warm chatter that can't be beat
You toot my whistle
Makes me fire my missile
Don't worry it's a love missile, just for youses my sweets
© Jack Ellison 2015
Clear blue skies, not a single cloud
Hear me yell, whoop whoop out loud
A brand new day filled with fun
With friends galore enjoying the sun
Not a single thing can bring me down
Flying so high above the ground
Whoop whoop I yell, feel like singing
Along with the larks as they go winging
This can't be real, must be a dream
This euphoric feeling, ecstasy extreme
How lucky I am to feel such joy
Not felt like this since I was a boy
Whoop whoop I yell, kick up your heels
Always think positive, you'll love how it feels!
© Jack Ellison 2013
Got lotsa love that I share every day
With my friends on Poetry Soup
But I reserve my real true affection
For you Miss Cathie whoop whoop
Love you sweet lady so much it hurts
Want to hold you and plant big smackers
Right on your lips and other places
Some are quite naughty for that matter
Not being specific but one of the places
Is immediately below your neck
Remember last time I touched you there
Nearly swallowed my dentures by heck
Sure like to almost swallow them again
I'm older but remember so well
That joyous tingly feeling down below
Better sit down and rest me a spell
When we're together I'm forever asking
A big favour of you if you will
Will you allow me to plan more big smackers
Till my desires are finally fulfilled
© Jack Ellison 2014
All you British girls, you're surely a treat
With soft and warm chatter that can't be beat
You toot my whistle
Makes me fire my missile
Of course it's a love missile, just for youses my sweets
2 TABLESPOONS OF CUMIN
1/4 CUP OF SOY SAUCE
2 TABLESPOONS OF PAPPRIKA
1/4 CUP OF CAYEENE
3 TABLESPOONS OF THYME
3 TABLESPOONS OF ROSEMARY
1/4 CUP OF GINGER ROOT
1 CUP OF DICED ONIONS
3/4 CUP OF DICED GREEN PEPPERS
1/2 CUP OF CHOPPED GARLIC
2 CUPS OF DARKBROWN SUGAR
1 CUP OF CHOPPED CILANTRO
3 CUPS OF LIME JUICE
2 CUPS OF FISH STOCK
2 CUP OF EXTRA DRY GIN
3 CUPS OF PINEAPPLE JUICE
1 CUP OF LIQUID SMOKE
12 SLICES OF PINEAPPLE
IN A 5 GALLON BUCKET, MIX THESE INGREDEINTS, ADD ONE BUTTERFLIED
FRESH PORK HAM, MARANDAED OVERNIGHT. TURN TWICE COATING ALL SIDES. PLACE PINEAPPLE OVER THE PORK ( LARGE BAKING PAN)
ROAST ON LOW FOR ABOUT 3 AND A HALF HOURS...
BAKE WITH SWEET POTATAOES, ALLOWING THE PORK TO COOK THROUGH.
WHITE CHEDDAR AND ROASTED GARLIC MASHED POTATOES OR SOME ROASTED YUCCA ROOT WILL MAKE THEM HUSSIES INTO GLAMOROUS LOVERS. SMILING LIKE THEY OWE YOU SUMTHANG!
Whoop, whoop I'm in love with love
It's the only thing that really matters
Everything else goes on totally unabated
And can leave our minds in tatters
But uttering the word love to people
Most times they'll melt and blubber
They get flustered and turn a crimson red
Flounder like a ship with no rudder
It's a basic instinct with all living things
We think that we're superior
It's the common bond that unites us all
There's no real motive ulterior
The propagation of the whole human race
Is the basic reason for love
But it's evolved as more in us *****sapiens
As a time-honored act from above
Whoop whoop I'm in love with love
It's the only thing that really matters
Everything else goes on totally unabated
And can leave our mind in tatters
But uttering the word love to people
Most times they'll melt and blubber
They get flustered and turn a crimson red
Flounder like a ship with no rudder
It's a basic instinct with all living things
We think that we're superior
It's the common bond that unites us all
There's no real motive ulterior
The propagation of the whole human race
Is the basic reason for love
But it's evolved in us *****sapiens
To an act that is honoured above
© Jack Ellison 2013
All you British girls, you're surely a treat
With soft and warm chatter that can't be beat
You toot my whistle
I fire my missile
Of course it's a love missile, just for youses my sweets
We’d go exploring along the river and through the woods,
We’d run, and we’d whoop, then go silently to try and see a rabbit if we could.
We’d push through all the briar and the bramble,
Then chase each other in one big scramble.
We’d get covered in mud and was soaking wet,
Then we’d try to hide from other people, those that we didn’t want to meet.
We’d be out there all day and we would drink from a sparking stream,
We’d still be there as it got dark, but we knew when to go, it was when we heard our mum scream out, IT’s TIME FOR TEA!!
"Twas the night before Christmas...
When Mrs. Claus had got drunk
She went to a party...
With a hyena and a skunk
She laughed all night long...
Till, something had stunk
'Twas the laughing hyena...
When he pulled out his junk
Mrs.. Clause had caught sight...
Then, she danced with some funk
Her Jolly old fellow...
Her man, ...with some sp-nk
She thought it was Santa...
But, it was some punk
Disguising himself, with a beard...
Dressed, like a monk
So, she ended the night...
and crawled into her bunk
Then said, Merry Christmas...to all
Now, ho-ho-ho please leave me alone, it's me time :) ...with me hunk!
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11-21-2019
To New Year’s Eve, I say - big whoop!
What’s there to celebrate?
A year of stress and fear and loss
Which may not yet abate.
Of course there were some ups as well -
New babies born and time
To spend with grandkids, kith and kin,
To read and write some rhyme.
But overall, with Covid’s cloud
Still hanging up above,
Let’s hope that in the coming year
We’ll block it out with love.