Once was a girl named Julie
Known to be kind of unruly
But in fact
Met her match
Karma has a job it’s doing
~ From "The Sound of Music" ~
Roaches on rye bread
with spiders and fixings
Vomit plus cream cheese
blending and mixing
Dogmeat and monkey
Plus dark raven wings
These are a few of
her favorite things
When the skunk farts
When the bear fights
When the wasp bites
and --- WHEN the bee stings
These are a few of her favorite things
JUST A FEW ~ of her favorite things!
Music, both sacred and profane,
an elephant in cellophane,
a boa constrictor bowing a cello,
aluminum and lemon Jello -
these are things Ms. Andrews missed
as on her favorite things, she dished.
You are my autumn you are my spring
you are the reason my heart starts to sing
You are my summer you are my fall
You are my everything you are my all
You are my sunshine you are my snow
You are my sadness when you must go
You are my sea you are my land
You are my strength when I cannot stand
You are my voice you are my eyes
You are my laughter and my surprise
You are my angel from heaven above
You are the reason I continue to love .
Topeo Julie, she shows you what to do
She'll take your hand and see you through
Never asking questions what's your name
Its all the same, it's in the game
Topeo Julie stranded without grace
Fifty dollars in any place
Forcing a smile to please the guy
A gala performance amidst the sighs
Remembers a time not long ago
A younger girl upon the road
Seeking excitement and things to do
Left for the city to see them through
Topeo Julie cries with shame
Reads the letter with her mother's name
We're doing fine, how are you
Your friends are asking for you too
A busy night in a town of doom
Faraway scream from an empty room
People in a hurry to get on by
Nobody rushes to reason why
Topeo Julie cries in vain
The final words of her mother's name
Topeo Julie stranded without grace
Fifty dollars left in place
Marquetta’s funeral
it is the oddest I have seen
held not in her hometown, but several hours away
in a place she has not lived for fifty years
most of her friends are in their nineties
they do not drive, cannot get to this place
even their children do not drive well,
for they are in their seventies
two of her children planned this fiasco
without telling their three siblings
it became the Julie show
Julie is the youngest, it has always been the Julie show
Julie is the main speaker,
she speaks about herself
I, I, me,
Me, me, I
I am successful.
I am glorious.
I am great.
I am astounded.
When will Marquetta’s name be mentioned?
It is not mentioned at all.
I stare at Julie.
She has not changed. It is still the Julie show.
I'm a bad boy, and it is uncanny
How I always get hit on my fanny.
If I could get my paws...
What I mean, Santa Claus -
I wish Julie Andrews for my nanny.
Jubilant Johnny Jump Up runs all over town
But what about Debutante Julie Jump Down?
She lands on horses and cows and such.
Would re-directing her be too much?
If she were to also jump up along with Johnny
Would that infuriate his lovely wife named Connie?
They used to have a running feud, these unhappy two.
Getting them to agree would be a coup.
Are you on board on helping me redirect Julie Jump Down?
I think we can catch her; she is on this side of town.
Uh-oh here is Connie and she looks mean and sour.
She is one hag I never want to make dour.
My apologies to the horses and cows and such.
But I think redirecting Julie might be too much.
I want to stay on the good side of terrible Connie.
So, I am not going to mention Julie or Johnny.
{Hey, Where'd My Audience Go?}
Broke, Julie became a sexy stripper
Soon her bank account was pretty chipper
Her boyfriend treated her well
Then they moved to Israel
Julie's first performance was Yom Kippur
__________________________________
Note: Yom Kippur is the Holiest Day of the
Jewish year. Over 90% of Israelis are in
synagogue and fasting on Yom Kippur
night and day.
Your tender heart has melted mine
Like a candles wax burning
Your gentle flame has lit this soul on fire
Julie
J-Jubilee
U-United
L-Love
I-Into
E-Eternity
This is you spelled out in our love
We are only one poem away from love
I have showed you,
I Love you like I mean it
Oh Julie, let this poem win
I love you, I love you
Please don’t give me an N/A
For if you do my heart will be broken
After all we have been though
In this poem of lost love
Contest: Love me like you mean it
Sponsored by: Julie Leigh Rodeheaver
Date Created 11/27/2019
Justified in admiration, she's loathe to believe.
Unbeknownst to her the reasons others do perceive.
Languished in a life compared, she feels that she is wanting.
Instead of despair from that which she finds daunting,
Eventually she steels herself against all doubt;
opening her heart to let her love come pouring out.
Every night, the same damned chain
After the show she is looking for some love
An unwebed girl with innocent eyes
A princess with a craving lubricating between her legs
Voluptuous raven-haired beauty in need of romance
Sentencing out honest human emotions
Swaying on her dark stage
Swallowed up by the invitation
Sending you with a burning smile
Sweet little darling Julie looking for her Romeo
Lewd thoughts with a perverted appetite
In a black light room racking her desire with the delight of flesh
Succumbing to the glee
Going into convolutions releasing her love nector
Exclaiming her heartfelt screams
She feels fervent as you kiss her neck
Lick down on her ornament
Warm sweat dripping down her caramel skin
Her flushed flesh with blush
An orgasmic sensation on leaves her flustered
Happy to please Julie the midnight queen
Julie was born with an abnormal right foot,
And this congenital disorder just meant that,
She decided on a prosthetic at the age of 5,
A 3S80 Ottobock prosthetic to give speed.
She came into the world in the year of 1998,
On November the 2nd, and she represented,
Great Britain in the 2012 Paralympic Games,
In sitting volleyball as a young team member.
But in the run-up to Rio Julie switched sports,
Got into sprinting which saw her participate in,
The 2015 IWAS Worlds in Stadskannal city,
Which is in Holland: she won bronze in 100m.
Prosthetist Jamie Gillespie says “Julie is a very
ambitious and focused young woman who has
that ability to overcome the fear of trying, [to see],
something new. She’s…confident but modest.”
Julie
I exist
I exist
Only in my sadness
I exist
Only in my nightmares
I exist
Only in a painting
She paints the faces
Of those who have no face
She paints the dreams
Of those who held no hope
She paints
As I die inside my poems
Ink and paint both dry
We are small dots
On the map of gods canvass
No tear shall change
All the dancing graves
6
Julie D'Aubigny
little julie enjoys her waffle cone
three scoops of vanilla with lots of sprinkles
saw her alone in the middle of a hefty snowfall with nothing on but a sweater and some faded jeans
that night, i fixed her some warm chicken noodle soup and some hot chocolate
i asked her if she had any family members nearby
she bashfully shook her head no
i then asked her about her mother and her father
she just sad softly 'they are not of this world'
that reply made me pause for a quick sec
afterwards i asked her if she wanted more soup
she quickly nodded yes and asked me if i had any bread
i made her some cinnamon biscuits and just watched her as she ate
from there i asked no more questions....i just made up a bed in the spare room
that was three years and two months ago
now here we are in this ben and jerry's
little julie still enjoys her waffle cone
three scoops of vanilla with lots of sprinkles
her smile is the period at the end of this poem i write while watching her indulge gleefully.
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