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Everybody come to my snowy town,
see the gleaming,
magical decorations abound
on lawns and doors
in full darkness;
they'll gleam even more at sundown.
oh, yes, with lights a-twinkling,
the joy is profound,
a festive spirit fills
the air all around.
Troll down each street,
oh, be charmed;
at the Lindenwood Mall
with laughter disarmed.
Sit in Santa's lap...
what a festive delight;
whisper your little wish:
Christmas magic in sight!
Mom has kissed you and went off to Walmart,
she didn't mention that well-kept secret part;
you giggle and laugh,
it's a laugh in the air.
nothing makers her forget
the joy that we share.
Kids generate happiness,
laughter so sweet;
in this snowy town...
where joy and friends meet:
we need our giggles,
your delightful smiles
to revive the cheery mood
that spans miles, stolen away
by the Grinch, so mean,
so green, let's arrange a parade
with confetti so pristine!
Oh, come on
let's make the magic last
with carols and warmth,
let's have a blast
with music so loud
and popcorn in hand;
dance in the snow,
in this enchanted land!
Be Scrooge, be Rudolph,
be a Snowman, too;
be Goofy, be Elf, be Carlie Brown; it's true,
in our snowy town joy will lead the way!
So, everybody come to my snowy town,
whispers of whishes softly abound:
with Santa and cheer,
the magic won't fade,
it's a rocking Christmas,
let's throw a parade!
Snowflakes are falling, the music
will play; in our snowy town
we'll celebrate our way
with friends and the magic
we'll sound the cheer!
it's Christmas in our snowy town,
come gather near!
It has been brought to my attention by Elvis fans,
not to mention a slew of phone calls from irate Elvis impersonators
that my last poem was very insensitive.
For that I would like to apologize.
I would also like to set your minds at ease and inform you
that in no way were any corpses harmed in the writing of...
"Are You Lonesome Tonight" (AKA Digging On Elvis)
Although Elvis didn't hold up so well
on the trip back to Graceland...
As luck would have it though Walmart
was having a special on large trash bags.
Two for one! And the environmentally friendly ones too!
We all know how hard it is to find those on sale!
Now where was I...
Oh Yea!
So we were able to get every last piece of Elvis
safely back to his final resting place.
Once again let me apologize for any harm I've caused
the hundreds, no let's make that thousands...millions
of Elvis fans and Elvis wannabes.
Sincerely yours and a fan myself,
Mike
P.S. I'm also somewhat of an Elvis impersonator:
Pass me one of them there jelly doughnuts will ya...
Pretty good uh?
Maybe you have to be there...
I find it strange that the so many Knights of Columbus don’t believe in a white knight marrying a brown woman today however some knights allow the knights to commit adultery within the church then fund abortions under Walmart cards on the low to protect some knights this luxury is set aside for immigrants woman non American woman definitely non African American women deeds of service knights of Columbus sleeping with catholic charities volunteers in vans right in the church parking lot the arch diocese was in a state I must say scandal hidden under charities to Honduras Puerto Rico Cuba non American the secret society of knights of Columbus arch diocese folds due to the quantity of Donation this is how Peter hid his affair with Jamaican jay from his wife in knowing of the secret society of the knights of Columbus I feel blessed my husband and I got Married July 8th 2016 in the court house in Bartow county instead of being officiated by this scum at that time scandal where priest collars fly off the necks I’m happy we made that choice to go with a traditional Military style wedding two people in love it was private quick no expensive guest away from the politics of a fallen church no black or white just us husband and wife just our love besides we didn’t want to wait to be married just in case a priest was reprimanded our marriage wouldn’t suffer hardship and scandal with boys or attacking me for being a direct descendants of Martin Luther King Jr and or his kind I embraced racism within the knights of Columbus I am at peace through it all we are true soul mates it’s a blessing to have a help mate a soul mate just like you hand picked from God himself we don’t need a crowd to celebrate our love every Anniversary starts July 4th and on July 8th we do something special with each other July is our month planting gardens feeding the cardinals watching them drink from our bird bath we painted together two toy poodles a ferret two turtles and us surrounding by plants we grew in my loft to something wonderful
“ It ain’t easy being green.”
Kermit The Frog
It ain’t Easy Being Yellow
I push through concrete
You can’t keep a good dandelion down
Don’t confuse me with a happy face
Yellow sometimes hides a frown
You can find me in the city
Yes, in the country as well
Forget pushing up daisies
There are stories I must tell
It’s not easy finding cracks
But it’s the sunshine that I seek
Dandelions are tenacious
Even if you think we’re weak
Yep, I push through concrete
You can’t keep a good dandelion down
Don’t confuse me with a happy face
Yellow sometimes hides a frown
On a grey and lonely road
I’m the only colour you might see
I’m the embodiment of purpose
Take time to look at me
Don’t confuse me with some weed
Other flowers aren’t as strong
Beautiful filled with purpose
Above the concrete I belong
A parking lot at Walmart
Or some deserted highway
I push my way through concrete
It seems I’m made that way
Let me float above the road
As my yellow turns to white
Yes this is my happy face
Amidst this world I find delight.
I can be obsessive. For instance, last night I needed a command hook.
My mind couldn’t focus on “Principles of Biostatistics,” as fascinating as that book is, because I needed this $3 command hook to hang my keys by the door.
There’s a table by the door, I could easily put my keys there, but no. That’s where books go (am I too picky?). What’s funny is, I’d just been reading about ‘bias mitigation,' ya know, science is everywhere.
Still, I searched the boxes that I hadn’t unpacked
I looked around them too, did one fall in a crack?
Did I have one to begin with? I couldn’t keep track.
I texted Charles (across the hall), “do you have a command hook?”
“A what?” he replied. So I texted his wife, who went to look.
When she didn’t have one, I went back to my book.
The chapter was about ‘probability distributions as tools for managing uncertainty.’ How topical, here I was, uncertain about when I’d get that command hook. Never mind an indifferent God, science is obviously listening.
It was nearly midnight. I wondered, how late Door-Dash delivered?
Would they bring my hook or were there other services I should consider?
What about Amazon, Target or WalMart—could one of those be a winner?
In the end I had to do without—I gave up at 1am.
The miracle of capitalism had failed me—damn.
I could study with the hook off my mind. So, I set an Alexa reminder,
an alarm on my watch and alerts on my iPhone and MacBook finder,
then I wrote a pink post-it note, and put that on my epidemiology binder.
I have a standing, pre-dawn jog with Charles, and an idea forming.
If we passed an open convenience store, I could buy one in the morning!
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Songs for this:
I Want You by Bob Dylan
I need you by Jon Batiste
This morning when I awoke and before I got dressed
I decided to myself to simply just wear less
There are times when many of us overdress and others wonder why we are all stuffy and stank with our mood and attitude. It is because on those days you wore worry, anger, insecurity and could it be bitterness, stress, confusion, doubtfulness and uncertainty?
Some people say a person has a chip on their shoulder. It’s not a chip, they are just over dressed.
Today I say, leave off all those extra clothes and simply just wear less. Stop going to work, to school, to church, to Walmart, to the gas station, to bed, on vacation wearing all those hot, heavy clothing - Rejection, hurt, bitterness, disappointment, frustration... Let it go, take it off and leave it off.
Why do you have on the same clothes from yesterday, last week, last month, 3 years ago? Really?
Why you still got them same dirty, stanky draws on from yesterday (meaning drama, gossip, worry, stank attitude)? Why didn't you wear less?
Shift your focus, refresh and renew your mind by being that bright light in the world. People vibe off your energy. So, for positive vibes, good mind set, great attitude, remember what the Bible says, “Count it ALL joy!” The good, the bad, the ugly, the ups, the downs, the tears, the frowns... yeah, it's all joy.
Be mindful of what you allow to enter and linger in your mind. Guard you mind! Your thoughts can affect your mood, your mood can affect your emotions and your emotions can affect your actions. With that being said - Think positive, Speak positive and Be positive!
So each day I say, before you get dress
Decide in your mind to simply WEAR LESS!
We’re dancing with the blues, a twilight silent musical,
But it’s a fine soiree; a low rent way to have it all.
We’ll close our eyes and hum a tune, it’s one we’ll just make up,
And dub step till that stingy moon drops something in our cup.
We’re dancing with the blues. My baby brings her muse along.
I take my cue from her and get my Arthur Murray on.
My eyes adore her working poor while Frankie Valle sings.
If bourgeois life is for the birds, we’d better grow some wings.
We’re dancing with the blues and we re-use our coffee grounds.
We’re down to seeds and stems. Our stomachs make those empty sounds.
So jitterbugging on the lawn appeases our despair.
We’re going, going, almost gone, not getting anywhere.
We’re dancing with the blues. You know it’s not unusual
To leave some bills unpaid. In fact, I’d say it’s typical.
We’ll rumba into bankruptcy and join the welfare line,
Then do the hokey pokey as if everything were fine.
We’re dancing with the blues on wooden legs in shoes of stone.
My darlin’ don’t complain; the only loyal dame I’ve known.
She swings low Ginger Rogers style and smiles like Bettie Page.
We’re waltzing down the Walmart aisle without a living wage.
We’re dancing with the blues.
1. As you search the aisles at Walmart for something to say to your boyfriend’s mother?
a. You look for kind words in the book section
b. You search through the sheets and comforters
c. You listen to the other customer’s conversations
d. You pray that she isn’t listening closely to your wisdoms
2. When there is a sale at Walmart, you –
a. Grab your car keys
b. Put your favorite music on
c. Head for the clearance aisle
d. Read all the directions on the sale items
3. After buying something that doesn’t fit, you –
a. Take it back and search the racks for the right size in that color
b. Decide to toss it to the back of the closet until you loose weight
c. Head for the diet pills
d. Make up rhymes in your head about fat girls
4. During the Christmas season, you shop at Walmart –
a. Everyday
b. After payday
c. Only when they advertise their special sales
d. After Christmas
5. If you know someone who works at Walmart, do they say –
a. Don’t shop there – ever
b. Shop there when the sales are on
c. Shop their every chance you get
d. List what aisles the sales are on this week
6. On holidays, like Valentine’s Day, do you buy cards that reveal –
a. Your kindness and love
b. Your funny bone
c. Your dark side
d. Your bath time
7. After shopping at Walmart, what do you do?
a. Drink coffee
b. Dress warmly
c. Take a cruise
d. Light up the candles
8. If you had one J word for Wally World, what would it be?
a. Joy
b. Joke
c. Justice
d. Jury
Fifteen years past
love swung down
from its candy-apple tree
and took hold of us both
by each ankle.
You wore high heels
like Cinderella,
they were uncomfortable
but were bedroom perfect.
The hotel was nothing fancy,
just glitzy enough.
Fifteen years on we are still alive,
old folks sickness notwithstanding,
all perfectly situated near
a local Hospital.
Fifteen years from here
we may be moderately wealthy.
I have seen the ‘moderately wealthy’
they often are not so ideal,
but
their financial cushions
are perfect.
Maybe we will be divorced or dead,
perhaps not even nearly wealthy;
our worn out cushions
wearing thin.
Every once in a while
perfection,
like a circle
comes back again to fluff-up
our hopes.
It’s good to be here
getting on each other’s nerves.
I mean if we were not here being so perfect
we might as well be at Walmart shopping for shoes
or something -
I dunno.
They have little to call their own;
yet their God’s stays right by their side.
We have plenty, nothing missing,
but parent strings have been untied.
Apron strings, the cords that bind us
to a sense of being needed.
Quite in secret on occasion
our daughter’s fields we have seeded.
A twenty left in coat or purse;
sizable check sent in a card.
Unsigned of course, but Jesus knows
their lives will not be quite so hard.
One surprise we devised to sneak
underneath their Christmas tree -
a substantial voucher from Walmart
for getting gas or groceries.
We were amazed on Christmas day
what we gave was now complete -
a generous gift card for Kroger's
we found taped to our car's front seat.