Short Dinah Poems

"Sweet Dinah won't you blow my horn?"
She's in the kitchen shucking corn
And when she hums
The whole world comes
To bless the day when she was born!...

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A sweet Chow Chow called Charleston Dinah
Was court-ordered to go back to China
Told: Leave the U.S.
You made this covid mess!
She arfed:  You nut I’m from North Carolina!

Written 5/12/22...

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Strawberries From Fairies

In purse know that she always carries,
Some whipped cream with strawberries,
She would make,
Tasty short cake;
She received them from friendly fairies.

The strawberries are flowing here 
in Southern Part of North Carolina 
and were grown for me by Dinah.

Jim Horn...

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The mellow sounds
of Lawrence Welk
are gone,
Guy Lombardo, too.
I remember when
Johnny Mercer
wrote the hits
and Dinah Shore
sang them true.
Do these names 
mean nothing
to you…perhaps
The Beatles are
your cup of tea?
Then think, my friend,
and be not dismayed
for you are nearly
as old as me!

Written July 15, 2021...

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Andy Griffith and Barney Fife 
Aunt Bea 
Opie 

Father knows Best 
Betty and Bud 
Kathy called “kitten” 

Loretta Young 
Dinah Shore 
The Lennon Sisters 

Bonanza 
Adam 
Hoss and Little Joe 

Sing Along With Mitch 
Gary Moore 
Ed Sullivan 

Wholesome family shows 
Until Elvis 
Showed up on Ed Sullivan 
Our shocked parents 

Jumped up and turned off the TV set 
But not soon enough...

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The Labrea Tar Pits in a pastry shell
can be for flying insects, a living hell.
They are drawn to something so sticky and sweet.
It still shows some remnants of an oven’s heat.
When they land there, certain death is what they meet.
Its purpose is so the Amish folks can eat.
For Dinah Shore and others, it’s a nice treat.
If in Eastern Pennsylvania passing by,
don’t forget to pick up some shoofly pie....

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Dearly beloved, we knew she slayed poverty
Inching her way to paint and sketch
Night alone would not feed her passion, she
Answered to no one about her dreams, for
Heaven held stairway anyone could climb.

Day became electric as she stretched
Illuminated passages by her hands,
And landed on rich grounds, fore tilling another
Nothing and no one strayed her from The Source
And now, she's shimmering like stardust in my mind.

(In memory of Pioneer of our family)

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