she had one bestie, his name was Earl
He happened to be a Connecticut squirrel
She told him things she had told no other
not her dad, sister, friend or her grandmother
Earl could keep a secret, he was trusted friend
When she told him something, there it would end
He never double-crossed her or shared her news
She loved him a lot, he never gave her the blues
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Earl the Easter Squirrel had flair,
With his bow tie and pastel-dyed hair.
He hid eggs in the trees,
While juggling with ease~
Then flipped mid-air, skills extraordinar!
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Earl struts the sidewalk like a duke,
one eye on crumbs, one on the sky.
His empire: awnings, fire escapes,
the scattered largesse of mankind.
He dodges bikes with practiced grace,
a feathered diplomat of haste.
No coop could hold him—Earl’s too wise.
He knows the cost of open skies.
The city’s his. You’re just a guest.
Watch your fries. I do not jest.
there is a squirrel named Earl
who came out of his nest in a burl
it was said one day
he went out to play
and found something better than pearls
A cup of tea is what I need to start off each and every day
and if that tea is going to get me through then it must be Earl Grey
I am not quite sure what it is about that exact type of tea
is there magic in bergamot because it's so pleasing to me
I close my eyes as I hold my mug and just take in that smell
the aroma tickles my nose and lets me know all is going to be well
When my cup of tea is all gone, I know there is nothing I can't do
except for patiently wait for the second cup of tea I have around two
If you've never tried Earl Grey, I hope you will give it a chance
it's the best tea to start your little tea romance
in this cup is earl grey
joyful tea passion play
bergamot wish
taste nevermiss
quenching bliss lasts all day.
happy birthday William Earl,
how ya do-N where U at in this world
12/1/2022
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
I knew a man nicknamed "Merle"
His first two names were William Earl
He wasn't a mama's boy
a singer playwright director joy
He wasn't infamous yet semi-famous berle
12/8/21
Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
~66 years December 1st
birth child his name William Earl
last name Davis
a director of playwright and activist
on this day we celebrate
the birth of William Earl Davis~
12/2/12
Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
No more dmx
A vigil held. A body put to rest
Tears were spilled
A dog killed
Loved in life
But more in death
I cried for you
I know, not what dogs do
So rest in power earl
For a moment you effected the world
If only you knew how many people you touched
This poem just isn't enough
But it's all I can do
Tears for earl Simmons
We will miss you...
there once was a sad mollusk named earl
who always lived in constant peril
when someone swam too close by
and flipped sand in his eye
he was forced to make a danged pearl
Earl Grey
Earl Grey and his Lady
Were invited out to Tea
“I like this brew my Lady
I will name it after me”
For Deborah's Epigram Contest
I have a funny feeling.
It is all so unappealing.
The dollar's hit the ceiling.
This may send the markets reeling.
If the markets hit the floor,
Paul says we'll all be poor.
Oh, how beastly! What a bore!
But Peter's not so sure:
"Whenever markets crash,
it's time to make a splash,"
and, as Grandma used to say,
"There'll be another day."
It's time for an excursion,
not for worry but diversion.
Who's for cream cakes and tea in Ealing?
Earl Grey or just Darjeeling?
We'll have to mend our fences
and go easy on expenses.
On this may all agree.
It's always time for tea.
MEET EARL LEE (A dog who was named appropriately)
Great to meet you my name is Earl Lee
If you say my name real fast it comes out Early
Only sometimes they call me my other name Curly
But I'm not particularly fond of that
Because I think it's a suitable name for a cat
Earl Lee sounds quite sedate, a dignified Show Stopping pup
With good things in store who's on his way up
But let's get back to my original plan
If I'm Early to rise I'll be sure to find treats in the cat's sandy pan!
LATER---
Don't get excited I wrote this when I was a sniveling pup
I've since become wiser you could say I've grown up
I no longer indulge in such a strange addiction
But I fooled mom and dad thinking kitty had a real bad obstruction
They kept looking in her pan like they want her treats too
They looked all over even inside each shoe
They whispered and said "I hope she's not constipated"
We'll give her some oil and get this problem extirpated
What does that mean "oil inside kitty"
Maybe her treats will become oily and slippery
I taste your bergamot nectar.
Orange rhythms entice any suitor.
I drizzle you with honey in the midst of true friends
To calm all tensions in the mist of turmoil.
Hence I shall love you.
You shall love me.
And that is how it shall be.
For all eternity.
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