Can You remember
Can you remember the good old days
When milk costs only 25 cents.
How about when bread was a dime.
Can you remember your neighbor's name?
Or when he said hello.
Can you remember stealing a kiss from the girl
Down the street.
Can you remember playing baseball in the park
Until dark.
Can you? Really can you? .

Car Wars.
You have fords which some people afford
Chevy they abandoned the levy.
Dodge they play that with a ball in some halls.
Honda is for Rhonda as she tries she might cry.
Toyota is just that a toy that runs on pedal power.
This is the car war. Now we have
Cars that run on corn.
Battery cars that even the copper top will pop.
Electric cars that you plug in, but the cord are short.
Car Wars, I believe that we should buy a horse.

Christmas is all over.
Christmas is all over now
The children have their toys all broke.
The playstation blew up my tv.
The dog ate the rest of the ham  
I had saved for the muslim next door.
The lights on the tree are burned out.
We can't say it's a merry christmas.
Because obama banned it.
New years will be here soon
I ran out of home made gin
Boy I'm glad CHRISTMAS IS OVER!!

Christmas prayer
He kneels down on the ground and looked to the north.
A bright star he did see.
He walks aways and found another shepherd standing looking at the same star.
A third man then joined the other two.
And they walked. God stopped them and said,behold a king has been born on this night.
And they walked, they found the king in an old barn.
They kneeled before him and they prayed.
This is now a christmas prayer only we have many more to say.
So God behold i take your son and you in my heart
Let no man change this my lord for you are king of all.

Christmas season
Bells are ringing
Carolers are singing
Snowflakes fall
Birds fly away
Lights are bright.
You are right
It's Christmas time.
Stores are open
People are shopping
Children are playing
People are saying
MERY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR.

Christmas snow
The lights on the pine tree look so pretty.
The night air was cold as the wind blows.
A snow flake fell from the sky then we want to know why.
The ground is being dealt with in white as those Christmas lights shine so bright.
The roof tops are covered and the smoke really start to rise.
The pine tree is now covered in christmas snow
As the lights shine through the white.
Each flake difference in size and shape as they fell on the trees.
It's Christmas time and with Christmas snow it filles the air with Christmas joy.
So please let it snow,let it snow, with Christmas snow.

Christmas Week.
Christmas week my dear, the shopping is done for everyone.
The days grow closer, just a few more weeks and football will be done.
Ham is about ready One more cold beer for the top and it will be ready.
4 more days and Santa will come.A bag full of toys just to please me.
I hope he is on a slim fast diet this year. I forgot to clear the chimney you see.
Cookies will be out for his milk will be there if the cow comes back.
A few more Hours left and things are going right.
I think I will go to bed right now.
Grandpa just yells in a loud voice."Where the HE--- is the Snow.Santa wouldn't be coming but in a Chevy.

Christmas with Christ
I was setting on a hillside late Christmas eve.
Not saying a thing to anyone.
When a man came up along side of me and sat down.
We sat there for hours and said nothing.
The moon went and the sun came up.
The man stood and started to walk away.
Then he turns and said someday there will be world peace.
Then he left.
I thought to myself that had to be Christ.
For this is Christmas and he would have only known.What was on my mine.

Christmas wonders.
Here I sit on christmas morning listen to the scanner.
Very funny things are going on.
Santa is placed on the run.
A report comes over the scanner man seen in red outfit carrying a big bag.
Last saw near the old jailhouse.
With the temp.At 67o a sled wasn't spotted anyplace near.
Dispatch stated that other counties wanted him.
Two holes in a roof and a broken ladder is missing.
Now with this going on don't you wonder at Christmas time that Santa
Doesn't hire the tooth fairy and the Easter bunny to help break in at all these houses.

Chuckles the elf
Santa has alot of elves at the North Pole.
But chuckles was his best elf.
Chuckles keep the Merry in Merry Christmas.
He would sing pretty song of joy.
Till one night chuckles had a sad face.
He told the other elves that people didnot believe Christmas and Santa no more.
Told Santa And Santa told him that the joy of Christmas falls on those who believe.
And those that give till they can't anymore.
He told chuckles that to say Merrychristmas to the world and those that believe will
Say it back with joy.
So MERRY CHRISTMAS FROM CHUCKLES SANTA AND ME.

Clouds.
The other day I was looking at the clouds.
I saw so many different things.
I saw a dog and what looked like a frog.
I saw a goat and a boat.
A ball I did see and top with wings.
But the prettiest of all.
Was an angel with a horn.
Her wings were a fluffy white.
She stood there in the sky until the night did fall.
The clouds they change so much.

Clowns faces
The clown was sitting and putting his make up on
A white face,a big red nose Red lips.
A smile or frown, he continues being a clown.
Baggy close or a ragged hat.
A big cigar or happy balloon
***** up hair or a red wig.
He can dance a good gig.
There are many clowns big ones small ones
Some old and some young.
Some make you cry with joy
Others make you laugh.
Many faces of a clown come with some funny names like bozo, ronald mc donald.
But the king of clown was red himself. Could make you laugh all night long
At the end, he would say, god bless you and good night.

Color blind
Two little boys are playing in the mud.
Both covered from head to toe.
They play as friends with just the thought of mud.
When they finished they dumped water on their heads.
One of the boys look at the other and said" your mud didn't come off"

Comments
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You have a comment
I have a comment.
Your maybe nice and mine maybe bad.
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Cowboys in the badlands
They ride their horses coming from everywhere.
To the badlands, they do ride.
They come from cattlemen and farmers and gunmen.
Ready to make a name for themself.
Either by robbing a bank or killing someone for revenge.
These cowboys in the badlands.
All are gone now, but a few not as bad as the once were.
Have they all gone to a new land to make a new name of a place in beyond?
A new bad land these cowboys do come riding their horses and carrying a gun.

Crime repeats itself.
Back in time we must go the time of Jessie and Frank james.
they rob the trains owners that took your land.
Then came billy the kid with guns a blazing.
As we move forward the country grows and Ma Baker she  robbed your bank.
Babyface nelson on the run with the F.B.I. not far behind.
Now today we have a new gang high in office we do find.
Hillary and Barrack and Joe.
Crimes repeats it self thou they may not differ.
Just the names have changed for those that do.

Daddy are you
Daddy are you a soldier?
Are you one of them, that marches down the main street?
Do you care a gun to shoot?
Will you go away to war?
Will it be too far?
I want to know if you will come home a hero.
Daddy are you one?

Dear Soldier hero
   Dear soldier hero,
I address you with a prayer just for you.
I tell God to keep you safe, so you can give me my freedom.
I thank you and all the heroes that have to fight each night.
I cry for you as I pray and ask God to send you home.
You're my hero Daddy and I love you
            Love johnny

Death
Death is so hard and bad.
We lose so much and gain so little.
We watch as they come and go
Only to say no words that can make them stay.
We fill our hearts with the greatest of pain
But God hears only so few.
We cry before God to know why.
But he only knows the reason why.
The young,The old they walk side by side.
Knowing someday, we shall see them all.
Death is hard. But what can we do.
But just ask why!
God  hears us Today as another angel falls
Our prayers we cry go to those that have lost.
Our prayer to God goes heaven bound.

Death
Death is so hard and bad.
We lose so much and gain so little.
We watch as they come and go
Only to say no words that can make them stay.
We fill our hearts with the greatest of pain
But God hears only so few.
We cry before God to know why.
But he only knows the reason why.
The young,The old they walk side by side.
Knowing someday, we shall see them all.
Death is hard. But what can we do.
But just ask why!
God  hears us Today as another angel falls
Our prayers we cry go to those that have lost.
Our prayer to God goes heaven bound.







































Death
Death is so hard and bad.
We lose so much and gain so little.
We watch as they come and go
Only to say no words that can make them stay.
We fill our hearts with the greatest of pain
But God hears only so few.
We cry before God to know why.
But he only knows the reason why.
The young,The old they walk side by side.
Knowing someday, we shall see them all.
Death is hard. But what can we do.
But just ask why!
God  hears us Today as another angel falls
Our prayers we cry go to those that have lost.
Our prayer to God goes heaven bound.










































Death
Death is so hard and bad.
We lose so much and gain so little.
We watch as they come and go
Only to say no words that can make them stay.
We fill our hearts with the greatest of pain
But God hears only so few.
We cry before God to know why.
But he only knows the reason why.
The young,The old they walk side by side.
Knowing someday, we shall see them all.
Death is hard. But what can we do.
But just ask why!
God  hears us Today as another angel falls
Our prayers we cry go to those that have lost.
Our prayer to God goes heaven bound.










































Death
Death is so hard and bad.
We lose so much and gain so little.
We watch as they come and go
Only to say no words that can make them stay.
We fill our hearts with the greatest of pain
But God hears only so few.
We cry before God to know why.
But he only knows the reason why.
The young,The old they walk side by side.
Knowing someday, we shall see them all.
Death is hard. But what can we do.
But just ask why!
God  hears us Today as another angel falls
Our prayers we cry go to those that have lost.
Our prayer to God goes heaven bound.










































Death
Death is so hard and bad.
We lose so much and gain so little.
We watch as they come and go
Only to say no words that can make them stay.
We fill our hearts with the greatest of pain
But God hears only so few.
We cry before God to know why.
But he only knows the reason why.
The young,The old they walk side by side.
Knowing someday, we shall see them all.
Death is hard. But what can we do.
But just ask why!
God  hears us Today as another angel falls
Our prayers we cry go to those that have lost.
Our prayer to God goes heaven bound.











































Death
Death is so hard and bad.
We lose so much and gain so little.
We watch as they come and go
Only to say no words that can make them stay.
We fill our hearts with the greatest of pain
But God hears only so few.
We cry before God to know why.
But he only knows the reason why.
The young,The old they walk side by side.
Knowing someday, we shall see them all.
Death is hard. But what can we do.
But just ask why!
God  hears us Today as another angel falls
Our prayers we cry go to those that have lost.
Our prayer to God goes heaven bound.










































Death
Death is so hard and bad.
We lose so much and gain so little.
We watch as they come and go
Only to say no words that can make them stay.
We fill our hearts with the greatest of pain
But God hears only so few.
We cry before God to know why.
But he only knows the reason why.
The young,The old they walk side by side.
Knowing someday, we shall see them all.
Death is hard. But what can we do.
But just ask why!
God  hears us Today as another angel falls
Our prayers we cry go to those that have lost.
Our prayer to God goes heaven bound.









































Death
Death is so hard and bad.
We lose so much and gain so little.
We watch as they come and go
Only to say no words that can make them stay.
We fill our hearts with the greatest of pain
But God hears only so few.
We cry before God to know why.
But he only knows the reason why.
The young,The old they walk side by side.
Knowing someday, we shall see them all.
Death is hard. But what can we do.
But just ask why!
God  hears us Today as another angel falls
Our prayers we cry go to those that have lost.
Our prayer to God goes heaven bound.










































Death
Death is so hard and bad.
We lose so much and gain so little.
We watch as they come and go
Only to say no words that can make them stay.
We fill our hearts with the greatest of pain
But God hears only so few.
We cry before God to know why.
But he only knows the reason why.
The young,The old they walk side by side.
Knowing someday, we shall see them all.
Death is hard. But what can we do.
But just ask why!
God  hears us Today as another angel falls
Our prayers we cry go to those that have lost.
Our prayer to God goes heaven bound.

***** Minds
Your waiting to go on stage .
You get this funny feeling deep inside.
You pull your zipper open.
You take it out.
You play with it second.
Ok forget the ***** minds.
You open the paper and read this poem.

God bless the future of Dixie
May they have Southern grit
To stand strong for Dixieland
May they NEVER forget
What an honor it is to say
My Southern Roots Run Deep
So when I die bury me with my feet in the south.
That way I'll always be in Dixieland.

Does Santa Clause live at?
Does Santa live at the north pole
Or does he live at Walmart?
I see him in the parade and then I see him at Kmart.
I go to the fire hall he is there with the fire dog.
I meet him on the streets handing out candy canes.
Then I go to Walmart there he his sitting on a chair with a friend that my picture.
I see him in the toy lane looking at all the toys that are fun.
I see him at the dinner area eating a sub from subway.
I want to know where he sleeps if he lives at Walmart.

Don't cry
Please don't cry I will help.
I see the tear running down your cheek
They run like a water hose.
So please don't cry.
I will help if you will.
Just give me that knife
So I can cut the onion.

Don't Invest in love
Love is an investment for men.
They invest their time listing to women bi.ch.
They invest their time to spend money they do not even have.
They invest their love with little returns.
So don't invest. Just buy!!
Then you only need to spend it once.

Don't look back
As you walk out the door.
Don't look back
You leave you love behind
No more fun and no more hugs
Don't look back.
It's hard for you to go
But you're the one that has to do it.
So don't look back
Just be a good dog and go for a walk outside in the cold
And don't look back.

Do they play baseball in heaven.
Wonder if you know if they play baseball in heaven?
Think they have a baseball field in the clouds?
Does guys like Mickey mantle and Frank Robins on.
Does the great Babe Ruth hit home runs?
Are there teams like the Yankees or the braves up there.
I know God must have a team he likes.
I want to find out if they are the angels.
Do you think that I will be able to play with the cool ones?
I know they must have a hall of fame  with guys like Joe and Stan

Down by the river.
Down by the river, there is a little boat.
It isn't much of a boat.
Red in paint and green of moss.
It sets here at the river side.
Next to the boat there is a bridge
Old by ragged in wood.
We play and swim
Down by the river.
The old fishing hole doesn't have many fish anymore.
The old hobo cooks
Down by the river.

As I open the gates of heaven. I listen to the sweet music of Johnny cash.
As I board the train, as he sings the orange blossom special.
I take the train for the stage. Where there stood Patty page.
She was singing loud and strong.Beyond the clouds, the sky is always blue.
So true to hear.
As we traveled down the tracks. I have a sound that I member so well.
As Conway Twitty sang Hello darling
As we approached the end of the trail.
I heard the King Hank Williams Sr himself singing to God I saw the light.
As i left the train i could hear them all sing,
I walk the floors of heaven.
Do you still hear them sing

Dream
You dream a dream
You search for that dream for a life request.
You ask yourself can that dream be real.
Then you search once more.
When you find that dream real or not.
It can make you happy or sad.
Just remembers it was a dream to start with.
So dream on and live your life to the fullest chasing those dreams.

Drivers lessons  
My wife wanted to learn to drive.  
I found myself in fear not for my life but for my insurance rates.
My heart beat fast and all I could see was those pearly gates.
She climbs in and said let's go.
First she put the key in to start and turn it on (and grind the starter which will be other bills).
I told her to put in reverse that is what r stands for not race.
We back out of the spot nice and easy.
Then I tell her right turn so she turns left.
We go a few feet which is a feat. Then left I tell her she turns right.
i then tell her the other right , she almost hits a car that's parked.
All of sudden I see these lights a cop behind us ,great what next.
He gave us a ticket  which was no surprise.  
We haven't left the parking lot.
She failed the lesson with a fling.I'm just glad she doesn't want to fly!!

Easter day
The church bells sing.
The children are all dress so nice.
The flowers are in bloom
They provide a special glow.
On this easter day.
The eggs are highly colored.
Hind in a secret place.
The jelly beans are all so sweet.
And baskets the rabbit did fill.
On this easter day.

You have ex'friends that weren't friends to start with.
You have ex neighbors which moved because they weren't your friends.
You have a ex boss which was a slob so you quit your job.
You have ex family which makes you are glad
You have a Ex wife. Wait a min let's not go there or you may have a ex life!

Eyes That Cry
My eye cry when I just think about the day the towers fell.
They cry when the hear of people being killed.
They cry for the policemen that get killed for only doing their jobs.
My eyes cry for the young that watch as their parents are killed in the street.
They cry for America We are dying as a nation.
My eyes cry when someone tells me another soldier has killed by freedom.
This is the eyes that cry.
They cry one tear at a time for one death
No more they say I can't cry no more.

Eyes that last I saw in tears
Eyes that last I say in tears
Though division
Here in death's dream kingdom
The golden vision reappears
I see the eyes but not the tears
This is my affliction
This is my affliction
Eyes I shall not see again
Eyes of decision
Eyes I shall not see unless
At the door of death's other kingdom
Where , as in this ,
The eyes outlast a little while
Little while outlast the tears
And hold us in derision.

Fall is coming.
The leaves are falling out of the trees.
Football season is kicking off.
Schools are filling up.
As the children start their day.
Fall is coming once again
As the cooler weathers returns with a breeze.
The geese they fly to the south.
In a V shape in the wind.
Fall is coming in one month.

False love
False love,and thou played me this
In the summer among the flower?
I will repay thee back again
In winter among the showers.
Unless again, again, my love.
Unless you turn again:
As you with other maidens rove,
I'll smile on other men.

sir walter scott ,

Fire and Ice
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in Ice.
From what i've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think i know enough of hate
To say that for destruction by ice
Is also great
And would suffice.

When I am called to duty, God.
Whatever flame may rage.
Give me strength to save a life.
Help me embrace a little child before it is late, or save an older person from the horror that fate.
Enable me to be alert and quickly and efficiently to put the fire out.
I will want to fill my calls and give the best of me, to guard my every
neighbor and protect his property life recording to my fate.
plus, with your protecting hands my children and my wife.

Fog
It creeps across the grass at night
You can't even look at the lights.
Thick as soup without a ***.
You can not see the tree top.
Buildings to conceal from sight.
A foggy night with a strange sight.
You don't want to go out for fear of frighting.
What could this fog bring tonight.

Footprints
The ground is all most covered in snow.
As you look you can see a rabbit running in the snow.
Leaving a trail of foot prints behind.
On the old school grounds a small deer looking for food.
Walking around leaving it prints all behind.
The snow begins to fall heavy covering the foot prints.
The child are now heading to school walk slowly making footprints.
The snow if falling and all is blanket now and the foot prints are gone.
What a snowy day to make footprints.

I climb the stairs at night.
To hide myself out of sight.
I go to lay down in bed .
To rest my little head.
As I lay there I do hear .
Footsteps that do come near.
I know I'm not taking a nap.
But I do hear those feet that tap.
I know it's not my toys.
For what a joy it was my mom.

For you
To marry to marry.
Will you marry me?
To love to love.
How I  love the
To die to die
Will you die with me?
To Marry,to love and to die for you.
Is the only thing for me.

From In the mind
Form in the mind.Comes very thoughts.
Thoughts of good and thoughts of bad.
Thoughts of power and thoughts of fools.
From the mind only you can tell the thoughts you may have next.
The Mind a wonderful thing
Or just something that we can play ball with.
No you can't read the mind because it changes all the time.
From in the mind ThoughS!!!!!!!!!

Ghost town night out.
I was passing through this town one night.
No street lights Were on they were old.
The old bar doors was open
I heard a sound of music from inside.
But as I walk to the steps, I could see nothing inside.
When I walked through the door to my surprise.
There was a bar full of glasses all half full.
But nothing was there.
The sound of music coming from the corner.
The old piano was just a playing. With no one at the keys.
The stairs were all but broke.
But suddenly I almost had a stroke.
The curtain on the stage it began to rise.
I heard voice but could not see anyone at all
This was so funny because the sign out side
Read ghost town night out.

Gin Again
On the mountain top
Old grandpa is making his gin again
He presses the corn to fill the ***.
All the way to the top.
The bottles they rattle with the wind just waiting for that gin.
Grandpa he tastes with delight.
Saying it will be gin again before night.
The smell fills the air that might bring the law.
Grandpa is all most drunk.He stumbles and yells
It's Gin again

God doesn't care where you pray
I saw an old man sitting on the steps of a run down church.
I stopped and ask why you do crying.
He said," look at this church it is run down,
Broken windows, no doors, God won't answer my prayers here!
I placed my hand on his shoulder. And stated in these words.
God doesn't care where you pray. He doesn't care if it's here on these steps.
God meets all prayers, even here. Broken windows or not.
And thank you sir for praying.
The man looked straight at me and smiled.

God makes heroes.
Today and everyday god to make a hero.
Our soldiers, those that came before us
Those that will die today and forever.
God made a hero.
God gave them the bravery to strive for freedom here and everywhere.
To keep what they believe in freedom.
God made them a hero.
They don't ask for nothing in return.
A prayer for them makes their job happy for the day.

God's kind of poetry
Gods' kind of poetry is of many kind.
He loves the poetry of the sky and how the birds do fly.
Of the leaves as the fall in a valley so small.
He likes the poems of horse running in the field.
Or the one about the dog that barks all night.
Most of all God's kind of poetry is about the children he loves so dear.
And how he watches over them.
God's listens to the poetry about how the world is today.
How it needs to love and not the war.
These are God's Kind of poetry ,
And we write down for him.

Gramma's house.
Gramma's is a large and brown.
With flowers all around.
Long green steps to the pouch.
With chairs three to spare.
As you enter you can smell
All the nice things she does have.
She bakes in her kitchen.
A sweet apple pie for you and I.
It's nice to go to Gramma's house.
She lives at the end of the lane.