Rolly poly foley kitty cat
Ate a sandwich with a fried-up rat
Coughed up a bit on my welcome mat
Because he did not want to get totally fat
Jane the eldest of three sisters, and the Tadpole was given an earlier debut. Hails the middle sister of extraordinary charm and endearinng demeanor that exemplifies an industry--I find lacking.
This be the common thread of most aspirants, forewarned a cobsweb be drawn innocence. She played Kristy McNichols bike friend on 'Friends', edged by a mom's hope.
I am glad that I met Louise Foley, Jane's sister, on what turned out to be my final drive to Carmel, as my own life was getting to be a Full House.
Here's the kid that took a **** in the urinel
they picked on him and threw his books down in the hallway
used to eat from the empty tray lunches
gave him rides home from school
kids told me I wasn't cool
yet who are they anyway
folks said he went off in the Army
many years would pass having every reason to grasp
where has he been
then I was a security guard
in a mentally insane facility
I heard his name over the loud speaker
now he was locked up for all eternity
the great Jimmy Foley
the talk of the town
a challenge to be free is a question of time
Place Called Bolivia
This to me is a certain type of trivia
Which I believe would describe Bolivia
Perfect place where people want to go
To see its beauty and watch garden grow.
Looked at Lockwood Foley freely run
And a long time ago it was once upon
Son did die before we moved there
That for us really was so hard to bare.
We do live here and love it now
With God's grace will get by somehow
Enjoy newness nature to us has given
In Bolivia, where we both are living.
Fine fragrant flowers and frequent birds
Sing soft songs not having any words
Many marked with a marvelous melody
By mocking bird sitting in a tall tree.
Found myself living here loving it forever
And want to leave it, no, would not ever
Prepared a pleasant prayer to say today
Will love Bolivia best when I'm not away.
James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran
Bolivia, NC.
Thought you were the one for me.
Guess maybe we're not destined to be.
Tried so hard to make you see, how very much you meant to me.
Put my heart out on the line.
Sad to say its been shot down nearly every time.
Late each night I stay up and cry.
I wish and pray and wonder why as I stare up at a darkened sky.
Will I ever be more than just your friend?
Not sure how much longer I can pretend.
Its becoming harder to hide this pain.
I'm so tired of the day to day strain.
My heart won't simply let things be, its persistent just like me.
Should you ever fall for me, guess now only time will see.
Theresa Lynn (Foley)
Not meant For me:
Go ahead and break my heart.
Rip and tear my world apart.
Shatter all my hopes and dreams.
While your at it why not shoot down all my crazy schemes.
Stomp and kick me when i'm down.
In your eyes i'm just a clown.
Put me down and make me cry, does it make you feel good inside?
Is this what I deserve? I wonder why?
Done with all this hurt and pain, thought you were the one oh what a shame.
Tired with all your words of abuse.
I would run away but whats the use.
Please just stay away from me.
I won't take this no more, can't you see?
I'm only warning you once, now leave me be.
The time has come to set me free.
Its plain to see your not meant for me.
Theresa Lynn (Foley)
Your such a crook.
You wrote the book.
One look was all it took.
Staring down the barrel of a loaded gun.
Knew then it was time to run.
Been under your spell for almost a year.
Thought love was a trip 'til the day I fell.
How this all happened is anyones guess.
My life's been turned into a wonderful mess.
When our eyes meet, my heart triples its beat.
Already told you how I feel.
Whats the deal, can't you see I'm for real?
Come what may, its impossible to say.
Thinking about you each and everyday.
Caught the bug, its one hell of an addictive drug.
My hearts rhythm is true, don't go making me blue.
What else is there to say except, I love you.
Come on take a risk, why not give me a chance?
On the road to romance, grab my hand and lets dance.
Give it time and you will see.
The two of us are surely meant to be.
Theresa Lynn (Foley)
9-11-2009
Don't cheat on me.
I am a jealous man.
Those words, I heard.
Did not understand.
Scared and confused.
In fear, I ran.
'Woman, why do you flee?', he asked softly.
This voice that spoke, it frightened me.
Was I crazy? Who knows?
My eyes were blind.
I could not see.
'Go away from me!', was all I screamed.
Hurt and afraid.
From him, I strayed.
Who was this man?
What did he want?
'Woman, open your eyes', he called to me.
'No!', I refused.
I do not know of what I'll see.
My children, I protect.
No harm will come.
Unsure what to say.
I turned him away.
Not far from my side.
He always would stay.
Tired and weak.
His voice, I now seek.
' I am still here', of this he assured.
Open your eyes and see.
A child of mine.
Thats what you all are.
It is I, you have heard.
Go forth.
Spread the word!
Happy and joyful.
His grace, I now see.
Loudly I proclaim,'it is he! It is he!'
Search for yourself.
Give it time, you shall see.
All that he wants, is for us to believe.
Theresa Lynn (Foley)
11-19-2009
From a small town in Georgia,
a place called Livonia,
came "Little Miss Dynamite".
A diminutive delight,
and a success overnight,
at only twelve years of age,
she was a musical rage.
She was Brenda Mae Tarpley.
Early popularity,
gaining notoriety
from the Ozark Jubilee,
she was found by Red Foley.
A young teenage prodigy,
her producer Owen Bradley
changed her name to Brenda Lee.
Before the age of twenty,
success came so easily.
"Sweet Nothin's" and "I'm Sorry",
with "Break It To Me Gently",
were big hits for Brenda Lee.
Big with both pop and country,
she won the hearts of many.
Author's Comments:
"I was able to obtain the valuable information in writing this poem from a small booklet included in Brenda Lee's CD collection "The Best of Brenda Lee-The Millenium Collection, available on MCA records."
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James Foley a rebelious man within his clan
Lends a hand to his neighbour's eviction and land
Decided in a church yard chat of alarm
A process served on a man is evil and darned
Evicted from thatch is fearful in that there is no where to go
They band in the mist on a boheen grass strip await the post man's right hand
The process appears the postman he nears he waits then bowls near the crowd
He fronts the large gang of vagabond brand his letter is blocked y their stand
The post bag is ripped from shoulder and quiped you go and leave this place now
The contents ransacked and process burnt black not delivered for court or for hand
Constables came one hour remains a battering ram then deployed
All scurry on out in fear from a shout leave tears in their door way a jammed
Jail of six months in Limerick they shunt assizes demand of their mane
Their women folk fear the crops needed dear the neighbours gather around in a feat
A cheer and a fire admired by a shire propaganda and telegraph sent
Fair play to those wives revolution aside that church yard endeavoured to dream
My G/Grandfather's act i 1908
A West Saxon King of Wessex and grace
He dealt with the Danes a convincing deface
Father of Navy and military blow
A legalised system the people should Know
Nation divided the Danes bowed to truce
Example in history for Robert the Bruce
Before this great stand 870 anon
He fought with the Danes 9 battles not one
Three elder of brothers fought till they died
Their wounds from the battle for Alfred did cry
During the wars in the marshes and mist
Alfred did hide and men did enlist
Athelney Marsh the bravest remained
A muiscal lyre for Danes he refrained
Marching and planning the lady of lakes
Thought and great planning he burnt all her cakes
Beaten by besom for burning the grate
She fell to her knees in humble prostrate
Stumbling on but lost on the Heath
Broach of gold lace that Alfred had sheathed
The Danes flag of battle broken and torn
A truce with old Guthrum eventually born
All is at rest for subjects now prove
Schooling begins and the hunger removes
His wife Ethelwulf with Nation at peace
Religion and taxes Westminister keeps
The Navy rebuilt and challenge at sea
Alfred for saint now rumoured by me
Ian Foley
What brings light,
What brings dark,
Secrets will unfold,
I come not by numbers.
I come not by name ,
I am the un-holy one , I come to stake my claim,
Watch what you wish for ,
I can seal the deal,
All that you ask for soon will be real,
I come not by numbers,
I come not by name.
I am the un-holy one , and I will take no blame.
I'll not warn you thrice ,
but , burn you twice,
For I come not by numbers when you call my name.
we've gathered here today oh Lord in Manhattan's Foley Square
trusting and believing that for us You'll always be there
we thank You for the blessings and all that you have done
in our struggle for equality we now count the battle won
we've gathered here today oh Lord to stand up for righteousness
knowing that You won't allow us to settle for anything less
together the two companies
Allied Barton and FJC
we've gathered here today of Lord to give You all the glory and all the praise
a united nation of security officers and our hands to You we raise
the journey has been long but the end is now in sight
we are now members of 32BJ and together we stand and fight
just keep us on Your mind oh Lord and keep us in your heart
we say this prayer today oh Lord in the name of Jesus the Lord our God
Burly Farley Foley bought a field at Brawley,
On Southern California's sunny soil.
There, farmer Farley Foley grew a crop of barley,
And bought a boiler just to make the barley boil.