TULIPS
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intoxicating scents that evoke deep longing
and admiration
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Brands range from luxury
to affordable
sleak, to sleaze
Sleazy at best.
Ode to Being Loved
a, bold style to keep his attention
, Bluebella Honey Birdette
Adore Me Fleur du Mal, La Perla,
Frederick’s of Hollywood.
cello, violin, clarinet, and flute
the senual sounds of
togetherness
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Creole America Rice Company
Dirty Rice Recipe
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Sensual Evenings
Loving Nights
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For a slow, "bassey" groove in slow jams, the focus is on a deep, resonant rhythm foundation with heavy low-end. Key instruments include electric bass with specific modifications, deep-toned drums, and melodic filler instruments.
You meet lots of people up there,
The Mater Hospital,
Bobby told me.
Bobby is my friend,
His hospital companion said
As he , Alan,
Left before him, Bobby,
Returning home
I'll pray for you,
He said too,
A Christian,
Bobby
Reported,
You meet all kinds of people up there
And he meant of course,
Boys and girls,
Men and women,
Doctors and nurses,
But he meant also
Rangers fans,
And protestants,
And Alan
Was
One of them,
A Christian too, to boot.
And over time,
Weeks of illness,
They chatted Wendy
And
I ndiaiadh an omlan,
Became friends
Bobby is my friend,
Alan said,
And Bobby was pleased.
Bobby, you see Alan,
Prays for you too
Not in a
Kneel -down -and -pray -before -God
Kinda thing
He plays much better Alan
He tells people
How
You promised
To pray for him
That
Is Bobby's prayer
And
Its a fantastic way to pray,
Isn't it just.
It was shortly after midnight and the start of a new day
A ballroom filled with supporters shouting only one name Bobby, Bobby!
Slowly he made his way to the podium with his wife Ethel by his side,
He smiled at the group and he says as he pushes back a lock of his hair
“It’s on to Chicago and let’s win there!”
And win he did indeed and the country that November a new president
The man named Bobby
The dreams and hopes of another young man named Kennedy came to our memory
As this young man gracefully accepted the decision and became the leader of our country
This young man would take the ripples of hope and the dreams of so many
The man who dared to dream things that never were
This man named Robert F. Kennedy
bobby-pin curls
shaken out in the morning
1960 do
Look at my belly,
So rotund, full of jelly!
I am in a jam.
The minute I say
what it means to me
It will never mean
something different to you
Words are like highways
they begin and they end
You can get on and get off
where you choose
If I tell you the mile marker
I travel the most
You may miss one
I still haven’t seen
If I break it apart
and then spell it all out
There’s no mileage left
— to wander and dream
(Dreamsleep: February, 2025)
He was right at home with 'being himself',
And had 'never a longing' to be anyone else.
To others, it was as if he was in a jail cell,
But from his perspective, all was well.
It seemed, in a cave, forever he would stay,
And there was little he ever wanted to say.
For sure, he was shy, preferring to be alone,
And in a cocoon is where he felt right at home.
In time, nature forced his exit from the shell,
And he was then compelled to show and tell.
A boy named Bobby came along, and Terry changed.
Bobby didn't see Terry as someone acting strange.
Before Bobby, everyone simply stood and stared.
Terry was 14 when Bobby expressed that he cared.
Fortunately, Bobby and Terry became the best of friends.
Friendship was the key that unlocked Terry way back then.
Hillbilly Bobby shared his snack with a chickadee
The bird gave out some sounds a toot, a tweet and a twee
His relatives came by and wanted bird seed too.
Bobby called in relatives to see what they could do.
They baked up cornbread and threw it onto the ground.
The smell of ham, beans and onions wafted all around.
They ended up feeding the entire chickadee nation.
Now this is an annual October harvest celebration.
That boyish grin,
Those ice blue eyes .
He didn’t even have to speak,
We all knew and realized,
He captured the masses both young and
Old.
He was one we had waited for all
These years and at times
Not patiently,
He was the one to bring this country
Back to unity.
He was the one to continue old Joe’s
Prophecy
In the crowd chants and cried we want Bobby!
And though it’s not the Camelot of
Years ago but it doesn't need to be
This was another time , and another man
And as he walks up to the podium where they all can see,
He knows it is his time to make his mark in history
It was fifty – five years ago when a man stepped out of the shadows
He had burning desire to change the course of this country
And give us all hope for a new tomorrow.
From every corner of this land they came to hear this man speak
To hear his words to find the comfort and truth they desperately did seek.
And then that one day the voice those words and that man was gone
A saddened nation slowly learned in had to carry on
Time passed by and we entered a new century
Yet many of us could not forget the man we called Bobby
And now it seems that fate has stepped in again
A young man with a smile steps up and we embrace him like a long lost friend
He speaks words that stir our hearts and together with him we stand.
He is part of this country's legacy
He is the son of Bobby Kennedy
I grew up with Country music
Loved its simple themes
It’s been my constant joy
For ever or so it seems.
Bobby Bare’s on the Bose
Singing a tear jerking song
And I’m sitting there listening
And quietly singing along.
Sunday morning session one
Of those times I like the most
Playing Country music
Belly full of buttered toast.
A working man’s music
From earthier days
Telling redneck tales
Telling redneck ways.
I’m a Yorkshire country boy,
A redneck farm worker’s son
Who was given the chance
To progress and move on.
No redneck work for me
No need to labour on the land
A chance give to me by
My dad’s work hardened hands.
The Sunday morning session
Helps roll back the years
And I think of mam and dad
Surreptitiously wiping tears.
Yorkshire red neck values,
From village childhood days
All come back to mind as
My Sunday Country music plays.
Late, controversial American chess grandmaster, Bobby Fischer
Became an anti-semite, fugitive, hermit; career fell into a fissure
Legendary enigma with predominant wins as a chess wunderkind,
But his greatest battle was with his discombobulated mind.
Date written: 12/21/2022
Bobby Blue jay had the biggest deepest warmest happiest dream.
He woke up with so much excitement, he wanted to scream.
He had won the lottery and had built a harem house for his wives.
Also inherited a superpower that granted him sixteen more lives.
He twisted and tweeted and let the forest neighborhood know …
He was happy to be awake; we heard him under the tree way below.
The mushrooms were laughing, for they had increased his dreams so
The best dream he had ever had thanks to their psychedelic glow.
Theres a three legged dog called bobby and some folks call him robbie
Which he doesnt like
He has to be kept on a rope so he doesnt elope from the garden he bathes in all day
Theres adventure in his soul and he likes a full food bowl
He lost his leg crossing the road one day
You know it doesnt hold him back hes still the leader of the pack but he really does like to stray
His coat is ginger and white and he would never bite but he would like a taste of the car that hit him that day
When he goes for a wee he doesnt have to cock it you see
Its not bad being three legged bobby
You were the man who reached the summit of chess
This was a mammoth task
I appreciate the fact that you played chess without a mask!
Your work ethic is something to admire
As a chess player, you were really on fire
You studied the games and
Understood the names in chess history!
Bobby Fischer
A man of courage
Who sparked a flame with the Russian players
But nothing could stop your purpose!
I filter your ambition and realize
The passion that should be reflected with any talent!
The beauty of the game in the 1972 world chess championship
Showed us that your level of creativity was timed to perfection
You set the scene; at times you were mean but
Your work ethic in chess was unequivocal and
Even though you were vocal about your own country
It does not diminish the impact you had on so many chess players!
Bobby Fischer
A man of courage who
Sparked a flame in life!
Your work ethic in chess will remain as a pathway
To show us what we should do with our own talents!
Mark Frank
Copyright 2022
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