Short Nancy Poems
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boogie
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Nancy
3/24/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2018©
Nancy Wilson
your voice, and that of your sister
must have been “sponsored & angeled in heaven”
for they sing together in harmony
like two lovebirds in springtime
Once was this famous chef named Nancy
Guys were always trying to get into her pantry
But her salt and pepper
Caused many sneezing peckers
Most meals were deemed unsatisfactory
JUST SAY NO TO NANCY REAGAN
Yeah yeah, I know
Nancy Reagan said “Just say no”
Well if someone really wants to cope
I say “never say nope to dope”
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gone are the days with Sid & Nancy
nothing to fancy
to smile among the leaves
left barren to help even the score
a call for more
tender rose shake my hand
hopefully someday you will understand
Social butterfly ....
she flits
from person to person
like
a busy bumblebee
air kissing beautiful blooms
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05/26/21
Nancy was one pretty flapper, even if it was pretend
The photographer loved her photo the best to the end.
Nancy Carroll, an actress and model he fell for right away.
He kept her photo on his mantle until his very last day.
~Nancy Kay Lee~
(1712-1752)
Boston, Massachusetts
Herein lies a lady by the name of Nancy Kay Lee
Who just climbed a very tall tree.
A twig caught up her dress 'round
And she just fell all the way down.
Dorian Petersen Potter
Ladydp2000
Copyright@2014
10.4.2014
Nancy Wilson! Nancy Wilson!
“There’s the Girl” I went after, and
I cannot say that I don’t want her anymore!
She left me “Stranded”! “Things”
a’int what they used to be! “I’m [not] Fine”!
“These Dreams” go on when I close my eyes!
“Will [she] be there (in the morning)”?
yes, she whispers, yes
You're kind of silly, and quiet too
You smell like chili and bird poo
This poem seems mean but its really nice
I hear your room is full of mice
Your hair is curly like my favorite fries
You've got booger brains in your eyes
Okay Ill stop now you're really my friend
& this poem has come to an end!
by Wayne Wysocki
If you were my Valentine,
My world would be so sweet,
And if I kissed your lips divine,
My heart would skip a beat,
So tell me, dearest darling, do
That I'm the only one for you,
For if your heart were truly mine,
My world would be complete.
fancy schmancy corgi Nancy
Dressed all up, and acted prancy
with floral tattoos on her pretty hips
she paraded around in bleeps and blips
Who does she think she is? Asked Bean.
She is the queen, she is the queen.
Nancy nodded, her fur all bright with gleam.
Her parents smiled, she was their sunbeam.
Nancy and Joe
Put on quite a show,
Outdid themselves gaily in fashion.
What each of them got
Was what each was not;
So they had to make it on passion.
They bickered and swore,
Could stand it no more.
A contract in heaven seemed jaded.
The pity of this
Was each had to miss
The joy for which image was traded.
Her name was Nancy, I have not heard her laugh in thirty-eight years. She was 42.
We moms all said, “you will beat this;” we were optimists, and so was she.
She left her grief-stricken husband with three broken children four months later,
We moms tried to help them pick up the pieces of their life, the best we could.
The dancer shudders at the exciting girlfriend;
He wants to leave but she wants the front end;
As I look up into the skies I'm praying;
As I take up into the pitches I'm staying;
Whether tap or ballroom fancy prancy dancing;
Or showing off those moves foot loose chancing;
6/23/19
written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2019
And you keeping giving up and I keep giving in
This is why Adam and Eve have sinned
I dig my nails into your skin
I bite your lip until it sinks
That I am here to stay for you and for me
And when you fail to see the links
That keep us hung and hanging in
I’ll make sure to grip your hand and take you in
I am your Nancy to your Sid
A rack of ribs bathed in smoke,
Rubbed with lots of spice
Tender meat falls off the bones
Juice runs down your arm
There’s no need for sauce
Hickory
Wood!
I should clear up the confusion. This is for a friend of mine, Nancy, who has asked me to smoke ribs for her birthday this weekend. It's a 7 to 8 hour process.
Nancy Lee, Nancy Lee, a southern handle most definitely.
Mother dear has long been dead.
I can still hear her voice at times in my head.
Nancy Lee, Nancy Lee, She'd use both names
when yelling at me.
I blocked her out quite skillfully.
At times I'm sure it was deserved.
Is that the purpose our middle names serve?
Nancy Lee, Nancy Lee..
Nancy Jones,
on ya babe yer twice as good,
a mate for sure who understood,
me madness.
Death can come when eer it wants,
i'll spring about n ponce,
with just a little sadness...
see you on the other side,
when death does take me for a bride,
i wanna be the bridegroom...
i'll rattle on, can't find a tune,
sidestep dodge the bloody moon,
johnson's locked away 4 badness?
addled with some gladness...
After I read all of the Trixie Belden books I could find
My aunt Janice allowed me to read one of her Nancy Drew books
She had a book case filled with them.
She was chintzy with them, only allowed me to borrow one at a time.
I used to beg to take two, but she had her standards.
So I took one at a time, disliking how she was slowing down my progress.
I never liked Nancy Drew as much as Trixie Belden anyway.
Your daddy had a career nothing short of terrific.
However, you wanted to make your own music.
You stepped right into a recording studio.
While the music played, you let your voice flow.
What most people consider work, you thought was fun.
“These Boots are Made for Walking” went up to number one.
Nancy, you also have had a wonderful career.
You certainly were an asset to your daddy dear.
Nancy was a professional worrier, afraid of what the wind might be bringing
She worried the oak tree limb might fall down while we were swinging
She feared that if she stopped holding the ceiling, it would fall to the floor.
I would tell you other stories, but I fear I might bore you if I told you anymore.
She never has fun, cannot relax and live any kind of life.
This was said by a man who could not make her his wife.
There once was a lady named Nancy
to whom Bob took an immediate fancy
so they wined and dined
and ate at restaurants refined
they were getting intimate after a while
until Bob saw her crack a smile
he thought there was something odd
of that thing that looked like a pod
so Bob walked in on her while she was in the can
and to his shock he found out Nancy was a man
now they're on the Jerry Springer show
fighting hard and exchanging blows
Lord, thank you for the gifts
That you have bestowed on me
I hope I use them wisely
To bring honor unto thee
I will always praise your name
And strive to make men see
The sacrifice you made
On the Cross to set us free
Sometimes we forget to thank you
For the wonders you have wrought
And often failed to follow
The rules that you have taught
And if, in some small way
I inspire someone to pray
These gifts will be well spent
And I will die content
Pelosi showed she's totally unfit
And cares about common folk not one whit
When touting Obama Care,
Said with her usual flair:
"Ya gotta read it to see what's in it!"
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) 2015 All Rights Reserved
Source: Nancy Pelosi's dumb statement at a news conference shortly after the Obama Care act was signed!
Entry for John Freeman's "Dumb and Dumber Personal Quotes" Contest
Tied for First Place.