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OLYMPIC HOCKEY

HOCKEY GAME TODAY

HOPE IT GOES CANADA‘S WAY

BEAT USA EH

Premium Member All American Grandson

  
                             


                           Grandson in a university in the south,
                           Grandma, writing poetry in the west..

                           Our family survives the distance test!
                           Including, our sweet pets, the very best .

                           Being Republicans, helps us survive the miles!
                           We withstand attacks, by far left, life styles.

                          A card from President Trump, to our Eddie!
                          Made our political hearts, for life, to be ready!
                          Edward  had pizza, and a visit  with his uncle
                          and aunt, from out our way.  He got to see a
                          a professional hockey game for the first time.
                          Hurrah! He lis a member of Turning Point!
                          Best wishes to all of you and your families.

                                 Hugs~~~~Grandma  Pangie

                                     We cherish and love you!

                                          (9/27/2025}

Premium Member Hog's Breaths A Star

I met with Mr. Eastwood for the first time with both of us, and I know he's savvy about people's character.

I would rate Clint as, par for the course as Pebble Beach is noted for, in due part to Bing Crosby's efforts, whereto the family carried the banner until AT&T, went the distance. 

Clint was good, but he had an Ace, plain Joe-Clint ... had plain-Jane, along with her many SF Bay Airian invitees--zich hile, Mata Hari.

Where's William, Clint asks? (abrupts Derek's notable timing) Oh, you met William, he's like that pineapple they've invented across the bay. 

It's not called that, besides, I heard you got fired. Reprimanded Jayney. William doesn't fire, yeah a reprimand would be in order, a character like you. Well, it wasn't him, it was Mr Lars. I knew it, William never fired anybody.

I agree Jane. Mr. Eastwood, William has a way of teaching somebody like throwing a curve ball. What do you mean by that, curve ball?  

Well, he talked about the last hockey game's final scoring played out, while teaching me how to change the ink in our large front office machine--the hockey game lost to the copier.


Things I Learned In My Youth

Maple trees are easiest to climb
Oak trees will offer the grandest view
Willows are better to hide behind
if there is someone looking for you

Love thy neighbor will always be right
but lust is definitely a sin
In a fight between a fist and nose
the nose ain’t never going to win

Don’t raise your hand to impress a girl
if you don’t really know the answer
Don’t take her out to a hockey game
if you are trying to romance her

We’ll keep in touch means that it’s the end
despite all of your good intentions
Out of sight will be out of mind
If you don’t pay close attention

New Journey

I’ve waited my whole life.

To see those magical dreams come true.

Of hiking in the mountains,

Seeing man’s first step on the moon.


Independence, I learned on my own.

Self worth was so important to me.

Learning who I was, a great education.

Where in the world will I be?


Computers had started to become a beginning.

The technology world was awaiting thee.

Off to college I did go.

Only to earn a degree.


Later at a hockey game, which I loved so much.

A stunning man sat beside me.

Understanding the game, we shared similar things.

Three years later we wed, the happiest we would ever be.


The dream of being a mom.

Holding a newborn, five fingers and five toes.

First steps, reading to them.

Even a silly runny nose.



Now they have wings to fly.

Adults with dreams of their own.

Now a new journey , some call empty nest.

I call it new beginnings at home.

Premium Member Hockey the Expensive Sport

The expensive sport
Is the hockey game
Big kids and small
Play at the arena

Many sports fans watch
The hockey games 
Hockey is expensive
Uniforms cost money

The hockey sticks and pucks
Together these items add up
Ice skates are needed
These are special skates

To purchase the skates
Its a big price
Then more spending
Oh more money spent
When going out of town

Staying in hotels and plus food
So the game can be played


Hockey War

Imagine life without a war,
And just a hockey game to score,
When countries start to point the blame,
They take it out in a hockey game.

If someone threatens our coastline,
We face-off on the centre-line,
A slap-shot and a body-check,
By the hockey team from old Quebec.

We'd never need a military,
A hockey team is much more scary,
Instead of running all amuck,
The one who wins, controls the puck.

The winner of this hockey war,
Would best be known as "Hockey Corps",
We'd celebrate a "Hockey Hour",
With Canada, the World Power.

Metronome Moaning

A fistful of a metronome is an organic matter in a metro dome. Fish not a pirate ship and swim swim swim. Great isn't it. Marvel at the many passing floating cakes that arrive. And mirror not a choice of words fir remarkable is never found in a plastic case. It is quite unnatural you see. And unnatural means not characteristic. So upon playing charades with rain drops be aware the shape they create upon landing. Mission beams from above. Callously charming chequered chins. And it is not to be said that a yawning yacht equals tiredness. It is the laundry from a vested belt that breeds the spawn. So suit on a sawn off **** gun attends a hockey game and the pistol in a pink top scores. Underneath the ironing board. Sails snails and pails. Squalid yet atmospheric. And indifference is neither a sign of acceptance nor thought. Ho ho ho to all that. Ran the hahaha out of range earlier. Dare to dance with the signal box then? ***,, correspondences Z

Beneath the Trees

I was walking with a frend at nite . Beneath the trees , wair thair was no lite .
On soft wet ground , that sank , beneath our feet , we sunk in quicksand ,
That wuzzint deep .

I was walking home, from a hockey game . & all the fans thair ,  knew of our fame ! 
We used our sticks 2 escape the sand . And soon were back up on the land .

We reached the streets , b-4 the rest , prooving 2 them , we was the best ! 
And pretty soon , we reached our homes , awaiting toomarroe ,
Win next weed Rome , walking with a frend at nite . Beneath the trees ,
Wair thair is no lite ! ...

Golf

Maybe I'll go to the driving range this afternoon. Hit a few. Oh that's right. I have a chronic pain in my back... Maybe I'll go home and have a beer; maybe watch a hockey game. I keep forgetting the storm knocked out the cable last night. Maybe I'll get into a profound conversation with the wife. I keep forgetting she's not happy with me. Maybe I'll die in obscurity. Maybe I'll just fade away... I guess I'll postpone the golf game... Save it for another day...

Premium Member Bad Ice

What a disappointment, and not very nice,
when a hockey game is cancelled for bad ice.
For some reason, the refrigeration unit goes on the blink.
Because of it, there is rough and inconsistent ice on the rink.
There will be no slap shots, checking, and scoring of a goal.
It’s just like getting a Christmas stocking full of coal.
There will be no lights and sirens, and not even one fight.
The teams will have to give it a go on another night.

Like a Boss

LOL (Laugh out loud) xD
I love your effort
Kangaroo hops 
Easy and hard hits 

A little better than before

BAM (Be a man) o.o
Owning the Hockey Game
sssssslither like a snake
Sam! You're like a boss - Ooh! Like a boss
(hey man...sorry for my loss)

The Big Hockey Game

I'm in the locker room,
our team is ready to zoom

Equipment is on,
for there is a game to be won

The music is playing,
nervous, my body is shaking

The game, just moments away,
it's the highlight of my day

Butterflies in my belly,
I hope our team is ready

Coaches go over our strategies,
of course, we don't want any penalties

Last second thoughts race through my head,
I'll make it a game that I won't dread

Coach says it's time to play,
I want a win for my red and gray

Now is my time, I got to go,
see you after the game, when I'm covered in snow

Premium Member Walking Behind Elephants

Use caution when walking behind elephants son
You don't want to step into a big pile of dung
Take care in passing the pepper to dragons my girl
Just one sneeze and fire will blow you into a whirl
Be ever so polite when riding the unicorn
If rude he may flip you into the horn
Say grace with eyes closed in the eagle's lair
Otherwise she may drop you from up in the air
Never steal home from the brontosaurus team
One swipe with their tail and you've been beamed
Let penguins win the ice hockey game
Losing drives them into flights of insane
Give your entire sandwich to the grizzly bear
Or you may end up on the menu my dears
When sharing your bunk bed with a whale
You take the top or well, well, whale

My Pet Rocks Tragic Accident

I have a pet rock that i carry everywhere
I love him take care of him treat him with care
I gave him some clothes that fit just right
I gave him a bed to stretch out at night
I gave him a TV for his hockey game
A birth certificate so my friend would have a name
He was sad cause he was small
So i called him bolder to make him feel tall
Bolder was taking a nap one sunny day
When along came the dog and swept him away
I jumped from my chair to try and save my friend
But tragically boulders life came to an end
Than i thought could a rock survive an accident of this kind 
Than i remembered what i did when my dog ate my dime
So a bag in one hand in the other the scoop
I fed my dog lots of food and waited for the poop
It took a few days but i got my friend back 
We found a home for the dog and now we have a cat

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