Once was a man called Brice
Known for having head lice
At the swap meet for fleas
No one buys despite needs
Fear of fleas lice is curse twice
jabberwocky came at a high price
from a jackleg lawyer named Mr. Brice
His jabber irritated the jury too
A life learning lesson for my cousin Lou
PUMPKIN SPICE LATTES
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Once there were three squirrels, Charlie, Bruce, and Brice
Pumpkin spice was their ultimate vice.
They searched high and low, hoarded every gourd,
Found them at Sprouts Marketplace, “Oh My Lord!”
"This place is a squirrel's paradise!"
One day they discovered Starbucks drive-through
From then on, their autumnal obsession grew and grew
With pumpkin spice lattes galore,
They usually drank at least three or four.
Till one day Brice noticed he no longer wore a size two.
Then he met the barista babe named Imma Lou
“Pumpkin spice lattes, I’m through with you!
But Imma liked his chunky cheeks. “You’re my boo!”
So she hired him and his pals to be on her crew.
Now they are employees of the month. Who knew?!”
Bee came by to show off her blue stripes
It’s a process invented by Gnome Putty McRipes.
Is it costly? Asked his favorite faerie friend.
Would be if you don’t have extra money to spend.
She tried to get the bee to tell her the price.
I’ll tell the lily, she said, if you rename me Fanny Brice.
This seemed weird but she was willing to do it.
I’m still not telling you, she said, causing a fit.
I want the pink one, the orange one, and the lavender one too.
Okay, agreed big brother. Then I shall dye the yellow, green and blue.
But she was a changeable mind girl, his sister, Serendipity Sue.
Can I also have the blue one? She asked her brother Brice.
Sure, he said handing it over. This is nothing like our Savior;s sacrifice.
His parents were silent, watching to see what she would do.
Without another word, she handed Brice the egg, blue.
Remember Christmas shopping?
I mean in stores full of shoppers
- there was music in the air and
some shops had free hot-chocolate
while others offered hot cinnamon
apple-cider and ginger-reindeer cookies
Parents would have to wait outside stores
because the whole expedition was surreptitious
- you shielded your gift bags from prying eyes.
Siblings would offer to help you carry your loot
- as if any respectable kid would fall for THAT.
School choirs competed for applause, caroling in food courts.
A line of excited children would spark my older brother,
Brice, to smirk and tease, “Are you sitting on Santa’s lap this year?”
There was a dazzling neon candy-cane roller-coaster
on the roof of Macy’s called “the pink pig” that we’d
squeeze into - even though it was made for little kids.
I was always in charge of checking the calendar so we’d remember
when my sister would be flying home for college break.
Have a careful Christmas - holly jolly as it can be.
Make memories that will last forever - like favorite songs.
BAMBULL AND BRICE
SPOKE THE ACCOMPLIMENTS
THRU THE AUGUMENTS DECRIBED
IN HER ENHANCING STRUCTURE
THEY MADE COMMUNACATION KEY
THEY WORKED WITHIN THE ETHICAL
FRAMEWORK OF THE EMPLOYERS
COMPANY AND BECAME RESPECTED
DOERS OF WORKS
RECOGNITION FOR THOSE FEATS WERE
THEY WERE BENEATH CONTENTION
AND WORKED THERE WAY INTO CONTENTION
TO BE SET APART FROM THOSE OTHERS
AND VALUED AS CONTENDERS
GAINST THOSE WHO REPRESENTED THE
COMPANY AS BEST
THOSE ACTIONS HAVE
ALREADY ACCURED MAKING
THEM NUMBER ONE CONTENDERS
THEY ARE BEST BENEATH THE BEST
THERE LABOR'S SHALL DETERMINE THEIR
CLAIM TO BE CHAMPION AND BEST
THEY REFLECT THE VALUE AND BELEIFS OF
THIS COMPANY, THEY STAND BEFORE YOU
AS NUMBER ONE CONTENDERS MIGHT THEY
BE BEST THEY SHALL BECOME
DISCLAIMER...... DUE TO CLIMATE CHANGE CERTAIN LEVELS
OF CYFISTICATION IS INVOLVED IN MAKING THESE DECISIONS!
WORLD CHAMPIONS
There is a brighter Side To BLACK CATS AIN'T BAD LUCK
BY James Edward Lee Sr.
Meow, Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Come here brother Brice
Let me give ya, a HUG
Let me show you some love
Just, wanna squezze ya
If I hugged you once
I've hugged you twice
It's Okay your my brother Brice
Mama says your such a fellow
Ain't ya glad we came from the same litter
And you ain't NO trash
One day ya gonna be a BIG OLE cat
With long shiny black fur
Gonna roar like them lions, and purr...
Aww, ahh... and don't listen to them two legged humans
Aww! you're not bad luck
Just because you're all black
If I close my eyes everything is beautiful
Dark
All is black
Whose the dummy that say's
Black cat's are BAAD LUCK
Love ya Man, stay here let me continue to hug ya
1/10/18
Frost’s words set poetry nicely in ice,
“Emotion, finding thought, then words”.
Feelings are fluid; music can more quickly suffice,
But a melody can hold lyrics of smiles or swords,
A poem is chameleon but much more precise.
A poetic phrase has musical tune and chords,
Thus as a home for rhyme, scores can be nice,
But do I want the screaming hordes,
Of such composers spanning Zappa to Brice?
Ivory or plastic, each instrument has a keyboard,
Talent’s the choice, words are easy, and notes are a heist!
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