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So we stood at the spot where
Two roads diverged on a summer day,
Kathy and I, Wendy.
Which way shall we go, Joe?
She asked.
Shall we go the same way,
Or
You take that one,
On the left and
I'll take the other?
What do you think joe?
So, Wendy,
She took the right
Path.
Different paths,
Different lives,
Different...
Everything.
She
Had her children, two,
And her career took her to the top.
And I
A mere sub the day she
Retires as principal.
I took the road less travelled by,
On the left..
Led me to you Wendy.
And us.
And our children.
Never had our troubles to seek,
Wendy,
Did we?
Had I followed her,
What would have become of
Me?
Would I
Be here now?
Would I be grieving so?
I'm so so glad I
Took that one,
The one less travelled by and that
It led me to you.
Cos you, my love,
Are
The best thing that
Ever happened to
Me
Oh, my my my my God today...
It's so good good good good to be alive, in God, Oh! Yes it is
It's so good good good so good to be alive on this side with Christ
So good to be alive on this side with Christ, so nice
So good through the trails, through my pains and my denials
Through the turmils those tremendous rains
So good I have a Savior and He knows His rule over man, He reins
It's so good, so, so good to be alive on this side with Christ
Oh, my my my my God today...
It's so good good good good to be alive, in God, Oh! Yes it is
It's so good good good so good to be alive on this side with Christ
So good to be alive on this side with Christ, so nice
Oh, my my my my God today...
It's so good good good good to be alive, in God, Oh! Yes it is
It's so good good good so good to be alive on this side with Christ
So good to be alive on this side with Christ, so nice
Oh! it's so good, good to be alive on this side with Christ
11/15/16
WORDS by: James Edward Lee Sr.2016©
ARRANGED MUSIC by: Edgar Baker
A dozen of the longest stem red roses I could find
For no expense was too divine
For all the love I had to expose
So immense and eternal as the single red rose
When the clerk smiled her kindly approval
I was imagining her naked in my pool
Seeing her lovely curves and assets too
I was thinking of how a new romance to brew
She asked me if I had any other purchase or wishes
Taken aback I caught my composure
I smiled and said the roses twelve will do me over
She wrapped them up in pretty pink paper
You sure nothing else to go with that?
I thought why yes, as I adjusted my top hat
Give me 12 cards of those over there
That say your the one and only
….with such poetic flair
After that, I do confess
In the shop of flowers so sweet and nice
Was the sound of dead air, you could hear the mice
As it was so so suddenly cold as ice
"poetry gruel" or "Oliver's Twist"
Rights of passage of
Writes of asses of
Passing unseen
Censors and
Seen that
Kumquat cum
Ming and it felt
Like something
Something that
Felt so so good
Like Woodie
Religious
Fruit so
Self
In
Tuned
Turned on
And in out of
Touch with what
What what was what
Was
Or never
Has been but
may I have
some more
(no not
s'mores:
those chocolate
and marshmallow
melted
treats)
I was asking
about your
usual
gruel
that stool
you serve
as fodder
and fuel
that may make
me nay make
me neigh as
if a horse of
course pub
lically I won't
speak more
than what
what's
that
Mister
Ed?
How fragile, this life.
Every second that passes by,
I soar closer to the sky.
I know not my place, or why,
still I need her by my side.
For if the stars could speak,
I’d climb higher to the peaks.
I’d go to hear them sing,
the song of her and me.
As no matter what is certain,
or how much right now I’m hurting,
there beyond the curtains,
our love is written long.
What it is and was before,
still shakes me to my core.
Though I am her, never more,
one so lost and torn.
I know her smile within.
I know I’m made to sin,
but my chest is so, so thin
and the sun seems burns way too near.
Now read these lines my dear,
I know them, all your fears.
The hurt and pain you feel,
seem way too big and real.
But be brave just one more time,
for each day is precious lines
burning all so fast and I’m,
asking God for one more life.
For I’d trade my name and lonely mind,
to hold you, in my eyes all my nights,
for we both too tall with too much pride
and both now wasting time.
Yes, eternity, can’t begin to satisfy,
the yearning for your precious smile.
If I lived with you one hundred lives,
I’d beg each God, for one more fight.
Life is just one big race
But it's you I've got to chace
All over literal and digital space
Over and over I prove I have a place
But you don't think so so you throw it in my face
And tell me others do you better
This will be my final letter
Because I finally know better
And I'll lose this fetter
But even as I say that I know it's not true
You looked back but always knew
That even if my cheeks turned blue
I'l always be here in the queue
I don't understand why you look after me
When it's obvious I'd be better off free
It's not like you love me and my eyes speak a silent plea
I'm on my knees with one final plea
Poetry if you love me give me the verse
Because it can't get much worse
I don't need a million dollar purse
I just need to break this curse
Neither of us will ever be the same
But I'm weary of losing at this game
And I'll never find fame
It's really quite a shame
Over and over I prove I have a place
All over literal and digital space
But it's you I've got to chase
Poetry is one big race
Your presents is so sweet
your better than a candy-bar
I 'd wanna eat;
Better than an Almond Joy (TM);
Lord you presents is so sweet;
your so sweet;
Lord your presents is so sweet;
Like honey after the rain, your sweet;
your like sweeter than, sweeter than sugar cane;
Let me explain. . .
your sweet
Lord
your sweet
Jesus
Father God your sweet so, sweet your sweeter, your mine...
Lord Jesus your are so, so, so very neat;
When it comes to being, your sweet;
Not the something that I would eat;
For that would be blasphemy. . .???
Your the only God for me;
Lord your presents is so sweet;
Like honey after the rain,
Sweeter than the sugar cane;
You are
Sweet
Sweeter than candy, if I were to embrace you more abundantly I would have cavities;
your Sweet
Sweeter than the honey cone
Sweet
Sweeter than my very own;
sweeter than my life
sweeter than my spouse and my children
your sweet
sweeter than the Teddy Bear I won at the fair;
sweet, sweeter that all this;
your sweet, sweeter than a little baby's kiss
This is real
Lord your sweet
So sweet yes sweet
and one day in heaven we will meet;
Lord Jesus your are so, so, so, very neat;
We will hold hand together and wall the streets;
(of gold)
So sweet, yes
sweet, yes
and I am blessed with happiness beyond belief
no longer am I eating grief
just because your sweet
Your so sweet;
Your sweeter than rain;
Sweeter than the sugar cane;
Lord you grand;
just sweet come sing along;
Sweet come embrace my song;
He's sweet, sweeter than (forgive me ) even Grand Ma;
Sweeter than the smell of a new born babe;
Sweeter than the smell of the most fragrant flower;
He's so neat my Lord is sweet;
and one day in eternity
We will hold hands together and walk the streets;
(of gold
just because my Lord God,
Jesus is so...
Sweet
Each and all are happy with the, "Ashaar",
The season of rain
It overwhelm the heart and soul
With its sweet melody
Rim zhin
zhin.
The atmosphere is turbulent today
With the ceaseless dropping of rain,
The air is violent with its curving motion.
But poor people has been scared
In their dilapidated cottage
With acute
Pain.
It will make the flood to float away their home
They have to pay a lot to live
Ashaar, is dreadful for
Them.
Ashaar makes the life and breaks too
Yet the season is life-giving
It's true.
So, we sing and dance;
Ashaar to gone
Through.
In those days it was drought,
Soil had became dry and was burning
Life was very much tough and
Struggling and
Each and all was eagerly awaiting for the
Lightening clouds and
Rain.
Ashaar brings the new hope of life
New buds blooms out makes trees green
Farmers go the field to cultivate
It washes away the dirt and makes atmosphere
Clean.
There will be no sign of life besides Ashaar
So, so all we bow down to it and praise
Its glory to
Raise.
A love story in iambic tetrameter.
Don't be afraid, please have some guts,
write a poem 'bout coconuts.
Though they are big, round, and hairy
they're not so bad, not so scary.
The water's healthy, keeps you well,
just gotta suck it out the shell.
Go have a party, celebrate,
then use one to set up a date.
Send a long drink to a fella,
with a sparkler and umbrella.
Watch him sip nectar through that straw,
lovers, not friends, strangers no more.
Use the meat to make a curry
a tasty dish made in a hurry;
shrimp, or mutton, or fish or goat
so, so, good, it'll float his boat.
In fact, prepare it for your date
the perfect dish, he'll think you're great.
He knows for him you'll go through hell
to get the flesh out of the shell.
Your food's not dull, no spaghetti,
open nuts with your machete.
Don't even have to make a move
your intense love for him to prove.
Pretty quickly, no ifs, no buts,
he'll propose. He loves coconuts!
I only pee on Tuesdays
I only pee on Tuesdays
Thursdays is for the other way
I only eat on Sundays now
Global warming has come to play
………………………Or so they say
We must do our part
Or better yet do no farts
For global peace and harmony
I used to shower Mondays
Now I feel so so guilty
For now and then I would cheat you see
And when that shower was running hot as can be
I’d have me one extra wee… wee
Shocked was I, when I got me fine
That inspector was in the loo
They sure don’t give you any room
To sneak even an extra poo
No more hot water allowed for now
It’s not politically correct
With all these cold showers
The population will diminish yet
Life used to contain a little fun
We used to have a gas
Now you can’t even let out a little
As you pray at local mass
Note: Inspired by none other than Jan Allison!!!! hope she is smiling!