Nostalgia Giggle Poems

When you hit bliss, what does your mind revert to? 
A song, the lyrics may I be so bold in asking why? 
Do the words...

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Overnight, the landscape has
More color and yet less
How’d I fall asleep on the East Coast
And wake up in the West?

Everybody is tattooed
Everybody is tattooed 
Uh-oh!...

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I gave my son a dollar bill from eighteen-hundred thirty two
    and a two-spot from that same year too
  The question...

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Whatever happened to the five-cent cigar
     Hah! Found one!
 
   Right next to the plastic pink flamingo
  ...

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When in love, in deep love
We know or at least are aware of
Each other’s sunset and sunrise
About the rain
About our pain
About our lows
And our highs.

Say...

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~ Daffynition ~


A poke-a-hol-ic's
   rude redux ~ 
falls flat on his face...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Do you remember this?
Suspenders for a teenage miss,
Real boa constrictors,
Our  hip inhibitors, 
Teen boy deterrents,
That's what they meant,
Elastic girdles vanished too,
I remember suspenders, do...

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Each year Passover gives new meaning to
   A fine old song that's done up new

That old story of Pharaoh and Moses ~ 
...

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The Cotswolds are a bunch of hills in rural England's heart
They're green and rolling, full of sheep that frolic, bleat and fart.
People come from far...

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Enchanted Forest

Dedicated To Ms. Jersey


Enchanted Forest telling a beautiful story to me, 
as I was walking Ms. Jersey there. 
My, what a grand gesture, 
they...

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Once was a gal who felt so alone
Tornato came up rooted farms home
Landed on wicked  witch
Munchkins came out of ditch
Gave dog lollypops instead of...

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Your so beautiful hair
Your those black gorgeous eyes
Your those lipstick painted lips
Babe I will never forget!

Your those gestures of lips
Your those magnetic smiles
Belas in your...

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Where have you gone little boy
with the dark curly hair
and the skinny body.
I used to see you run and play
and chase lightning bugs and baseballs.
Where...

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The sound of thick bubbling,
with the smell of fresh blackberries.
The stains upon our fingers and clothes,
all part of my homemade jam memories.

Growing wild along the...

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