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My Pringles Potato Chips Commercial Poetry

Pringles with presentation in flavor
The chip itself is something to sliver
One bite and you know the taste is fresh
We look and you know you need to buy
All it takes is one try
The crispness being at its best
Other potato chip competitors in their contest
Lays with no one can just one
Wise got you in their eye
Utz we got you covered
But neither one can explain why
The Pringles P being perfection
The consumer being the indication
You will agree yourself
There is no comparison with anybody else
The goodness with the man with the beard
Pringles with how your taste will preserver
It’s the crunch on yes and the flavor that says it best.

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Deacons and Funerals

Bringing spiritual togetherness
Congregation being the witness
Heaven’s call to soul’s come home
A place of rejoicing of an everlasting roam
The congregation giving a reflection journey
Deacons conducting the services as true ambassadors of the church
The ministry from the internal heart to being external in a rising mark
The home going of one’s life
Days on Earth being Heaven’s advice
Songs of redemption
Words of encouragement from God’s resurrection
A stainless glass church shade
These are the things reminding us Heaven has made
Deacons who keep the flow moving around the church
A finale established for while
A royalty send off being glorious style
The human soul all spread out
The praise surrounding is what Christianity is all about
A moment in the soul coming home
Deacons who are ministry in spreading the word alone
Flesh back to dust and the soul lifted up being a must”.

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By and By After While

My Grandmother would often sing, “By and By and we will understand after while”
But that was always my Grandmother’s Faith style
Yet my Grandmother would sing that very song in Church, but she herself knew the words and the church did utter a voice when my Grandmother sang that song
By and By
Live being every try
Struggles that sometimes will make you cry
But your eyes up and look high
The answer comes from thy
It’s the growing understanding phase
Through the understanding, you will witness the amaze
Heaven is testing one’s Faith
Having courage to believe
The valley below
Living is about and the accomplishments will be slow
Wisdom in years as one will continue to grow
Understanding with looking for a purpose
Reasoning with analyzing
When one looks back at their youth, understanding becomes the learning process
Living and growing with no time for recess
But I would often ask my Grandmother what did the By and By mean?
She simply sang in explanation, “By and By, you will  understand after while”
If you want to understand, “By and By in continue to learn as you live”
By and By is worth striving
Understanding is worth having
Wisdom that becomes everlasting.

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Jesus Is My Boss

No worries in being unemployed
Working for the Lord with continuous praise and joy
The Lord Boss perks always being under God’s care
He is the Lord for all to share
No worry in a job being outsourced
The Lord being the superior one with the only force
Yet the spirituality is a feeling beyond compare
I don’t mind working overtime
Because I am involved with the Lord’s blessings combined
God’s power that will stay with me
It is something my fellow Christians shall see
I don’t have to think on man’s corporate name
Because God is the one with the name and is fame
My health care under God’s complete control
If I get sick I will be the witness of look and behold
My Boss being the Lord and not man himself
Man thinks only about himself
God is not like everybody else
My Boss being the Lord knows how to teach and extend knowledge
The voice of Heaven in have you heard
Opportunity being a privilege
Promotion in fairness served only by the Lord
The value of compensation needing no charge in praising our Lord
Just stand back and watch as God helps to preserver
He is the protection when the enemy wants to come near
A Heavenly Boss I appreciate, and as a servant I will always participate.

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Through the Eyes of Wisdom

My Grandfather’s knowledge being a preparation to achieve
Through my Grandfather’s guidance, a method in how I should proceed
It was pick a word from the dictionary, and find out’s its definition and add to vocabulary
My Grandfather taught me typing everyday for 4 hours
He wanted me to be able to type to perfection
The obvious being the indication
Inspiration coming to participate
 My Grandfather wanted me to be up to date with business affairs
This was my Grandfather’s philosophy he wanted to share
He often said whatever young people are doing wrong, and I wanted you to be educated where you belong
Then it was off to College in getting Higher Education to preserver
All the above I did
I have no regret and thank myself for making the try
But my Grandfather wanted me to have more
So it was the Piano and Organ he wanted me to explore
The Career my Grandparents wanted to too strive was to be a “Court Reporter”
Well I didn’t go quite in that order
I wanted to go into a totally different field
It was to be a “Broadcast Journalist” which I felt would be ideal
However I did achieve in business detail
My Grandfather and God are who helped me preserver
My Grandfather’s motto, “You are going to remember this old man”
He is in Heaven but he was the truth in my establishment caravan.

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The Video Game Pixels Attack

Games between Earth and another space world
But it’s Level 2 through 5 in swirl
Various games testing your ability to win
‘It’s all levels calling the stops at the very end
The wrong Earth message sent to unknown space
It’s the Earth from the outer world of space who wants to erase
It’s the video games of commerce and the Earth responding in defense
Strategy with a theory of game perfection
Knowledge with the power in how one will win
It’s was all the past thinking comprising from then
Level’s up and talent of one’s hands
Video movement and watching with keen control commands
Making elevating scores being a caravan
Earth being on an objective move
The other world with wizardry in fool on the top of being cruel
Professional video game players becoming their own challenge in saving the world
The outer world being defeated and their resources depleted
A delete on the outer world terms
Think positive in knowing you have achieved and the welcomed honor to proceed
Video games being one’s pure success, but those who can conquer are the masters who are the best.

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Batman Vs Superman With the Marvel Punch

A speeding star or spaceship, no it’s SUPERMAN
Only a bat can tell who knows and sees, but as a caped crusader, one can feel the breeze being BATMAN
The Legend Of Justice, but the dialog being doom
A fight to the finish
But who will be victorious and distinguished
Both knowing good from wrong
A part where Evil doesn’t belong
Saving lives and combating crime for as long
Yet a fight that will go on
Ethnics where credit is due
But what challenger will come through?
The sun has turned completely red
The moon has turned a shaded black
The moment being the attack
But the innocent need to just stand back
Blows into throws
Imaginations drawing conclusions
A fight that might be long
A thought, what Marvel Hero should belong?
A past being a comic book
It was a boy’s look
One Marvel Hero fell
But I won’t tell.

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Santa Is Coming To Dinner

My wife told me she invited Santa to dinner
But it is not Christmas and this is summer, but should I let him enter?
What shall we serve?
Should it be potluck at the last minute and is this what Santa deserves?
However, Santa will bring his reindeer troop
They are big enough to be their own group
The meal must be done right
The stars are giving the wink in get cracking tonight
Otherwise when Christmas finally comes, my house could become a drive over by
Then my Children will start to cry
Every effort on my part being a try
Santa’s HO HO HO will be an affirmative NO
Then I will respond with SO
I need someone to feel me on this
Because my Wife may not give me a kiss
I can only image Santa passing my house for the first time
All of the coal that would be mine
Now I guess I could serve some nice champagne
But if Santa gets drunk, guess who will be the blame?
I can just see the Headline, ”Santa gets a ticket for being drunk”
All the children around the world would a lot of bunk
Well Santa has the invite
Now as the Host, I must be polite
Otherwise, it will be a guest of probably might
But for now I extend my Good Night.

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The Old Man and the Weights

It was his younger years in being a competitive Bodybuilder
He competed in numerous Bodybuilding Contests and won
It was his sheer dedication in not being out done
It was other sports just for fun
The Old Man saw a challenge in what sacrifice that came with Bodybuilding
The weights were the Old Man’s determination from lifting back then
But his career with the weights didn’t have to end
It was encouragement from another to continue to train on
Train the Old Man did and it was hours long
The weights became the desire with the fire
This has always been the Old Man’s regime in being the principle
It’s just that simple
Age may have accelerated on
The Old Man was inspired to continue to be strong
His muscles greeted the weights with every given lift
As an Old Man, you don’t have to be Stift
Intensity was in the Old Man’s eyes
Yet he has acquired wisdom and experience of wise
Train until
Bodybuilder still
The mind for training in will
Old Age won’t stop
My young days in being a Bodybuilding champion in dedication in what put me at the top
There is no reason for the Old Man to stop
Train, Lift and Construct
The Old Man’s theory, “I lived to be, my Bodybuilding muscles from before all to see, and all my desire in what my training should be”
An after training Flex, and image still, but with a determined will.

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The Heart Shaped Highway

The story of two different highway drives
But it all amounts to a strive
The event is a Greyhound male bus Operator named Jeff
The Female Trucker being Jennifer
It was the California Highway 101
Just around the bend
Suddenly the bend came a when
The Female Trucker broke down on the side of the road
Then there was a behold, Greyhound Bus Operator Jeff pulled his bus right behind the Female Trucker’s trailer
Jeff approached Jennifer and asked, “Do you need some help?”
At first, Jennifer seemed skeptical that a Greyhound bus would stop on the side of the road to help somebody else in need
But the question became an answer in proceed
Now mine you, there were Greyhound bus passengers aboard, but the bus schedule was behind
Will this put Jeff in a bind?
Jennifer responded in an abrupt matter
But you will be surprised in what happened after
Jeff knew exactly what was wrong with the truck
After all, he once drove a truck before coming to Greyhound and was once a mechanic before that
In Jennifer’s mind, Jeff and the Greyhound bus having all the right tools
But Jen was no fool
Jen thanks and kissed Jeff on the cheek
The truck was fixed and ready in being complete
The Greyhound bus passenger’s all applauded, and stated, “Forget the Greyhound ride as we all just witnessed our own live movie love stride”
Jen then drove off onto highway 101
Jeff pulled off onto the highway informing the passengers that next stop will be Los Angeles, the final stop
The highway bringing maybe two hearts together
Yet it is a secret between the two
Now don’t look further into
This is not for us to pursue
As a finale, sometimes this is what love can do.