“The universe is transformation; life is opinion.” ~~Marcus Aurelius~~
He was the last of the five, good Roman emperors. His reign was one of great tranquility….he has symbolized the….“Golden Age of the Roman Empire”
for many generations in the West.
you may not like it
this is the way the world is
let the good times roll
acceptance is your gift
changing the unchangeable
is grief and madness
life is your journey
transformation is to know
that you do not know
our minds just run us
answers are the booby prize
serve others with joy
2/26/2023
“The universe is transformation; life is opinion.”
~~Marcus Aurelius~~
Marcus Aurelius was the last of the five, good Roman
emperors. His reign was one of great tranquility….he
has symbolized the….“Golden Age of the Roman Empire”
……..for many generations in the West!
you may not like it
this is the way the world is
let the good times roll
acceptance is your gift
changing the unchangeable
is grief and madness
life is your journey
transformation is to know
that you do not know
our minds just run us
answers are the booby prize
serve others with joy
12/5/2022
*Acknowledgement to Elena Eagle*
for notifying me of spelling error that
was in the title.
Correction made at 7:45 am 12/5/2022
Sincere apologies to all M
The Devil sparkled in her eyes
And even winked between her thighs
Though he was pure
She had allure
So guess who got the booby prize?
On Making a Difference
It does not matter how much money I have.
Nor how many medals or trophies I own.
Making a difference in the lives of others is
the way to live, I was shown.
Living as if I were the Hope Diamond under
glass, is no way for me to live, alas!
No need for hundreds to stare at me in stupefied awe!
Getting and not giving is the biggest booby prize of all.
Counting my medals and jewelsas if I were Queen of
the May,
Tells the biggest story of all...a big ego at play.
Winner take all is the opposite of giving.
Demanding people kiss our feet, is the saddest and
emptiest way of living.
August 19, 2019
Here lies (but I must tell the truth)
A Stag Party Dancer named Ruth
A natural wonder
Who caused priests to blunder
Inside the confessional booth
It was easy to see who had the most eyes
Attached to her chest so abundantly sized
In this contest
She had the best
She quite easily garnered the... booby prize
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Workmen just dug up my path
With barely a word to me
Tis to move the lamppost Missus, so that you can see
I could see before, very well thank you
I didn’t ask for the move from you.
Well Missus we are just doing our job
We still have to go out and earn a bob
What about the thousand pounds it cost me
For my drive that you just dug up.
Don’t worry Missus well put it back
and cover it with muck.
The men have gone my drive is done
The £1000 is lost
It looks like something you would win
As a booby prize in a box.
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