Anida Mann & Baron Ready
April Showers & Wade Rivers
Bertha Saylor & Abel Crews
Bunny Bunns & Wilt Dailey
Burl E Pecker & Phyllis Upman
Candy Cane & Hedon Succor
Chastity B. Lowe & Noah Hoare
Crystal Clear & Robin Blind
Demi Tasse & Felix Ottic
Emery Board & Harry Burns
Fanny B Hind & Gopher Broke
Gaye B Hind & Ben Dover
Helen Highwater & Goliath Yonder
Iona Studd & Frank Lee Smutt
Ivy Nurse & Levi Tate
Judy Light & Christian Dark
Kitty Purring & Lyon Bastard
Libby Doe & Ida Wannamaker
Lily White & Cole Black
Lucy Furr & Gene Splicer
Master Bader & Linda Hand
Minnie Crumbs & Graham Krakurs
Mona Lott & Val A Parker
Nona Fleet & Barret Awl
Ophelia Balls & Les de Witt
Penny Pincher & August Spender
Peter Fountain & Neva Swallow
Querida Quaker & Axel Greece
Randy Longfellow & May B. Knott
Sandy Beech & Rip Tyde
Tim Burr & Betty Falls
Uma Sermon & Caesar Bush
Venus de Flower & Jerry Attric
Wanda Liquor & Hugo Furst
Willow Whisper & Neil Down
Winona Bett & Willfred Harden
Xina Rating & Tanner Hyde
Yvonne Adam & Rock N Eden
Zinnia Flowers & Owen Breeders
Paige Turner & Justin Thyme
Getting Into Heaven
We were testing the children in Dublin
Sunday school to be precise
To see if they understood heaven
And to get in - what was the price
If I sold my house and my car
And gave all I had to the poor
Would that get me into heaven
No cried the children, we're sure
If I cleaned the church every day
Mowed the garden, kept everything nice
Would that get me into heaven
No cried the children now twice
Now I was starting to smile
If I gave you all a treat
Would that get me into heaven
No all the children repeat
If I was real kind to all creatures
And in fact to all living things
Would that get me into heaven
No from the children it rings
If I loved my spouse and my children
And gave them all I could get
Would that get me into heaven
No cried the children, not yet
So Children, How do I do it
How do I ever get in
Let's see if they got the message
To get there you must go through Him
Then from the back of the classroom
A six year old stood up and said
Before you can get into heaven
"YUV GOTTA BE FOOKN' DEAD..."
It's a curious race, the Irish.
Mike Dailey
Marvelous Royal Marriage
Truly was a marvelous romantic marriage,
Could actually have a horse and carriage;
Smiling gaily;
Doing dailey;
With honor will have future royal heritage.
They had been married and was elegantly,
With words all truly spoken so eloquently;
Lifetime once only,
And never lonely;
Love they mentioned and said frequently.
We always had wondered whether of not,
When by them love diligently was sought
Morning dove,
Singing love;
And in each other's arms both are caught.
Forever she always will stand beside me,
And our fine love shall find flowing free,
God cared,
We shared;
He had made and by Him meant to be.
What we always know about God's fire;
Grow and grow being higher and higher;
While we waited,
Heat regulated;
So surely to glow and everyone inspire.
What had happened made us all cross;
When we ended up with a signal loss;
Every way,
Total dismay,
And God soon fixed who is our big boss.
Jim Horn
Jim Horn
Impossible as it may seem
We all have a glimpse
A gleam
To sight unseen
As we travel
We become inmeshed
In all of this
The dailey lives
Of us all
as you wake up
don't bit the dust
do this you must
look up and down
and around
as you walk
with a friend and talk
and try to read lips
LIFES DAILEY
TIPS
my name sam
and i am
good to be around
i clean house up and down
i don't just stare
i do care
and play fair
makes repair
put me in your dailey plan
am a
HANDYMAN
you walk and talk
with a friends
as the days end
its sore underneat
after the dailey beat
I CONFESS
need too do
REST YOUR FEET
its for you too
get out and do
so don't be fake
get in shape
it not just talk
take your
DAILEY WALK
Caleb Smith, southern gent so refined,
has an interesting, humorous mind.
He not only can write,
but can farm, fish and fight,
and on critters he hunts he has dined!
Also clever at limericks is Tim.
He does footles for friends on a whim.
The bright bulb in his brain
comes on time and again.
May Tim Ryerson’s light never dim.
A third limerick writer, Mike Dailey,
has some fifty of them we can see!
Though I don’t know him well,
by his poems I can tell
that a doting grandfather is he.
There are oodles of limericks by Jack.
Sheer wit our dear Horne does not lack.
But his vampire obsession
can leave a gal guessin’. . .
Am I friends with a maniac?
In praise of the Duke I now sing.
All his poetry has that cool “ring” -
a limerick each one -
making Beauford- bar none -
The PoetrySoup limerick king!
*A SHOUT OUT also to five OTHER great limerick guys: Sean Kelly,
Charles Sides, Charles Clive, Harry Horsman, and Robert Hinshaw & Soupers,
Let me know of any other limerick guys out there I should know about!
For : Sandy Ivy D's Poem of Dedication Contest
be god child
alway have a smile
look up
from the bad stuff
in god trust
and be kinder
its your
DAILEY REMINDER
Rat-a-tat-tat a-tat-tat-tat
At five o’clock in the morning
Sounds from the hungry wood pecker
Are an early springtime warning
The neighbor’s metal siding
Help reverberate the sound
Rat-a-tat-tat a-tat-tat-tat
Inside my head does pound
Rat-a-tat-tat a-tat-tat-tat
At the first sign of morning light
I’m going to get my son’s old b-b-gun
And line that bird up in my sight
I am glad that spring is on her way
And winter will soon be gone
Rat-a-tat-tat a-tat-tat-tat
But I could do without that song
NOTE: You can blame this one on Mike Dailey and Francine Roberts who put me up to it after reading a status about this darn wood pecker on my FB page.
Twenty, twenty's hard to do
Just one long line and you are through
With no words left for your review
mike dailey
for the 20/20 contest
V ery few things scare me
A nd make me catch my breath
L ove is probably one of them
E ven more than death
N ot that you would notice
T hat's one thing I keep hidden
I keep my heart close to my vest
N ow who is it that I'm kiddin'
E very girl I see is love
S o for this poem
T hat I have written
O nly needs 2 more lines
R eshaped for a contest
T hank you
Mike Dailey
Acrostic poem for the Valentine Story contest
Roses are read
Violets - not quite
I'll love you forever
How bout tonight?
Dedicated to PD for Valentine's Day
mike dailey
The wind in the trees
The rustling of leaves
All these tend to please
Me
The smell of clean hair
Like perfume in the air
Who longs to be there
Me
It is perfectly clear
When I look in the mirror
The one I hold dear
Me
I guess it’s no news
Narcissism’s my muse
For sexy I’d choose
Me
This is all tongue-in-cheek
Or may be true so to speak
If it’s sexy you seek
Me!
Mike Dailey 2/1/12
Contest: Sexy - only a 9th place finish but what do they know - they haven't seen the real me!
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