Ole bass haunts the pond.
His back spasms and he's gone.
Just a silt shadow.
Suddenly a large cat paw struck the fox and a fight transpired. they rolled around hissing and growling until the fox pinned the cat to the ground and said: "It did have to be like this we could have shared a chicken or two" the cat angered now: monkey flipped the fox and torn into him with it's claws, the fox ducked his head and ran for cover. Then the quail told the cat, "bob White" I knew you were a descent kinda cat. "Yeah the cat said I guess I am: by the way who is Bob White"?
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Recitative the mealworm narrator
the Cat; is a "castrato"
the hens is a Mezzo -Soprano
the Fox a Bass
The Quail range from Tenor to Baritone
The Puppies are tenors
the rabbitts are tenors and baritones too!
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Crafty ole brown trout
lurks behind that sunken log.
My fly snags a branch.
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Crafty Ole Green Trout
Hides in that deep hidey-hole.
My fly is tempting.
Ole Fat Robin bops
He jumps across the mown lawn
Gotcha! A plump worm
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Galileo's Line
__________________
Sunset alignment
Ceres
Uranus
Mercury
Earth
Venus
Uranus
Mars
Earth
Neptune
Uranus
Pluto
Earth
Titan
Uranus
Ganymede
Saturn
Asteroid Belt
Moon
Planets
Moon
Comet
Uranus
"Of the eclipse he said
the iimproaching moon
shall be swallowed by the
Sun!"
The first of the 280 day cycle!
Not again until 2040.
Wind argues with leaves—
I walk past the noise of men,
Listening to rain.
Is it the good ole days
Or the good ole boys?
How far in history do you want to go back
When my value is determined by the color black?
Now I was told that this was a thing,
To give us another name—
Mislabeling.
Who am I?
Identify!
Or will you tell me that ***** lie?
That man with brown skin—
Original Indian.
You pass me the Bible,
You invented the sins.
In the beginning it was spring,
Nature was blooming,
Yet we get another cold fairytale of Christmas—
The story of how we came on the boat Jesus (Hey-soos).
No “J” in the letters of the Hebrews...
Sleuth.
© Sheltial Green
Wear something nice
Not to fancy
Check the heels
On those shoes
Tonight I feel like
dancing
This is a lovers
Interlude
Iwe feel in love in
Ole Dell Rio
Under a Strawberry
Moon
It ain't that complicated
It's our destiny
I assume
She's such a sophisticated
Lady
Darling can I hold your
Hand
It's a privilege to say
Your my lady
I'm so proud to
be your man
Now and then I would
Answer
If only you would ask
I'd kiss you now
It neither chore or task
We feel in love
In Ole Dell Rio
Put a flower in
Her hair
She is such a sexy woman
I could watch and stare
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Grungy Negging w? crossover Appeal
WGAL "F"ing day and night !
Another summer song has come and gone; my tan lines are fading fast
When I walked the dogs this morn I could have sworn, there was frost upon the grass.
The farmer’s field is starting to yield pumpkins big and round,
Golden leaves from the nearby trees are falling to the ground.
I sit on the porch facing north watching school buses drive on past,
I can hardly remember a distant September when they stopped at our house last.
The tire swing is a forgotten thing hanging from the front yard tree,
But that’s okay because soon someday grandchildren will swing on it with me.
I can tell by the coffee smell my wife has come downstairs
There’s no fear she will join me out here due to the crispness in the air.
I gather the dogs and a couple of logs to put a fire on inside
From the fireplace I can see her face and the coquettish smile she tries to hide.
We finish up with the coffee cups with no plans for the coming day
The house turns cool as the fire loses its fuel and she puts the breakfast dishes away.
“I’m going back to bed”, she coyly said, with a twinkle in her eye.
I am an old man, but I still can give it the good ole college try.
Fee-got sew high I say
Man they tryna hem me so
I can't ah-ford nuttin.
I spent ah day in Allen Acres
Bay'd em breakfast
in e sand anna
I installo de cmaera sercur'ems
for de peep-lez.
I say ya'll use dez thangs to set up
quotin the 1933 security act
to create a stage between tensionated peeplez.
ya'll make fussy and nem auge.
I put a plate of cookies
on the table
and fan'd the amora toward the
weight watchers camp
don't I expect the to see
the wihhling dieters
comin ov'r de fence?
Zirpossa? Nah dat aint ritw no!
Caul Musky ya'll hearez us say!
Man told me put the camera on my brand new
McCormick tractor
I laughed sounded all funny
with his ole north accent. I say:
man ya'll be plowin and diskin
why ya'll knead ah-ruh camera?
Told me the rowes of hoes
only the wife know's.
I say yes sir@!
Yes sir!
Ya'll might be encitin ah roit!
Just saw a fancy new jalopy go by
At least that's what we used to call 'em
Guess the ad men would surely cringe
Jalopy wouldn't cut it for them!
With all of today's sexy new cars
Jalopy is a blast from the past
The pace of life was much slower then
Less frantic and surely not as fast!
Any of you remember “rumble seats”?
Wonder why they called them so
1939 was the last time we saw them
Gone with those silent movie shows!
But the reality is there's no going back
We're stuck in this frantic new world
One which no longer has time for niceties
My mind's in a tizzy and a whirl!
I take solace in knowing in coming years
Today's technology and texting
Will be just as passé as the old jalopy
The future will be even more perplexing!
Just saw a fancy new jalopy go by
Traveled back to another time and place
Enjoyed the much simpler things in life
At a slower and less frantic pace!
Let's keep on dancing,
Love is romancing,
Gardens of happy sweet rhymes,
Enjoying these prime times,
He is so debonair,
Magic floats in the air,
He bows, a hand,
Clutching paws, the band,
Lover and his girl,
Her frock, they twirl,
So, let's dance away,
Fond memories, ole!
Ole Roemer
A Danish astronomer
He had brilliant insight
and was the first to measure the speed of light!
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