There was a man named "Tad"
He was a very shy "Lad"
He gave it all he "had"
And that was just too" bad"
But at least he wasn't a "cad"
And that would of made him "mad"
So for that it made him "glad"
And at least he can "add"
He missed out on being a "dad"
And that was so "Sad"

The "Wonderful"waterfall"spills"upon the "wet" rocks
"Her" heartbeat is like the "morning dew" in a "shower"
Soulful eyes "glistening"remined me of the "sea" upon the "rocks!"

There was a gal named Mandy
Who met a guy named Andy
Who was quite handy
He offered her some candy
Which made her quite randy
On a beach that was quite sandy
Then he had a Jim Dandy!

An evil glance
Left me with no chance
To sing or dance
And put me in a trance

An evil glare
Left me there
An evil stare
Left me with no-one to care

As I daydream
About a calm stream
You can go fishing
Or keep people wishing
About love
Or a beautiful dove
Rise above
Watch it fly
With your eye
Don't tear up and cry!

A true friend
Is there in the end
A friend you can count on
Through thick or thin
Is there for you when you lose or win
Always there for you
Even when your sad or blue
This is so true

Make a birthday poem for me
Be as talented as can be
Bring me presents of money and wine
You will do just fine
Catch me here and there
You can catch me everywhere!

E--Is for ever lasting love
V--Is for victory at the games you loved Bingo, Canasta, Pitch, and Yatzee
E--Is for everything you wanted
L--Is for the love of friends and family
Y--Is for yearning to learn more in life
N--Is for the no-nonsense look you had at life!

There's no other equal
To this sequel
Of the Mailbox Lady
We will call "Shady"

She comes outside
Looking for her ride
Every minute
We have to grin it
She wears her coat
We have to gloat
It's ninety degree weather
her names not "Heather"
It gives me a chill
Or just a funny thrill
Her shades go up and down
Or all around
All day long
Where's my silly song?
Is she crazy?
Or just hazy?
She runs inside
Just to hide
Here's her ride
Oops, she went inside again
And clicked her mailbox, the end!

Your voice was always soft and Soothing
You have a gentle touch
That's why I love you
So very very much!

They're all kinds of Phobias out there
It's here it's there it's everywhere
Some look around and feel they're being chased
But as it turns out, just isn't the case
Some are afraid of heights
So stay away from airplane flights
Some are afraid of the dark
So don't get caught in "Central Park"
Some are afraid of the number thirteen
So don't get caught in-between
Some have a fear of dying
So there's no use in crying
Some have a fear of cats
Or ***** old rats
Time to break out the baseball bats!

We covered a few Phobias in part one
But some people even fear the sun
But we will have more fun
Some people fear Spiders and Snakes
What about broken brakes?
Oh! for heaven sakes!

Some people fear ladders
Why does it matter?
Some people have all kinds of fears
Lions, Tigers and Bears

And some people fear all kinds of bugs
So don't go sweeping them under the rugs!
From roaches, ants and bees
That fear can take them to their knees!

Some people fear rodents
Like mice, rats, and flying bats
Or how about all kinds of lizards
Beat them up and take out their gizzards

You have to beat up your fears by facing them down
Or all around

And some people even fear Clowns
And I don't see why?
They make you happy
Some people even fear being a pappy

Some people fear enclosed spaces
And how about evil faces?
But there you have more fears from me
And there's more out there to be
Just stay tuned for part three!

I spy a twinkle in your eye
you will be my soulmate
till the day I die!

they twisted my arm and threatened me dear
I sent this Christmas card just out of fear
so read it with love and read it with cheer
because you won't be getting one next year

The boss at christmas is named John
He runs a church festival on the church lawn
His staff doesn't know the difference
What? They ******* refference?
Between a platter and a plate
And I don't know what the hell I ate?
One Shishkabob and rice
Ain't that nice
Humus was so gross
From your heads to your toes
Taboule is suppose to be some kind of salad
Won't someone make this into a ballad?
Overpricing
and that's the icing!
Belly dancing
And people prancing
A band and A DJ
and that's okay!
What else more can I say?
After all these years he's still cheap
Leave a message after the beep!

This was a first try at Lune poetry 3 lines 5-3-5 syllables.

The Boss is still dead
His name Fred
They look for killer!

I have to tell you about a nieghbour of mine
If you listen and have the time
I simply call her the Mailbox Lady
and I'm pretty sure her names not "Sadie"

But she clicks her malbox all day long
I wish someone would make this a song
She never gets any mail,but she clicks it 7 days a week
All day long, just to take a peek

Every 3 minutes,just in time
What? You didn't think I could make this rhyme?
Even when the mailman's come and gone
She still clicks it! I'M SO FORLORN!!

Even on Sunday! It's so much fun!
Well good people, I really have to run!

There was a gal named Gail
Who claimed she never fail
But one day she had to hail
That she was in jail
She asked if I could come up with the bail
I said the check is in the mail!

There was a little Nurse
Who lived in a hearse
When she ran into a witch that made it much worse
The witch cast a spell and a curse
Now she's so small she lives in a purse!
Now that's a little perverse
And that's a first!

There was a little nurse
Wholived in a purse
She wanted to reverse
The spell and the curse
So she grabbed a mirror and made it much worse
The witch had to ride out in the hearse!

There's trick or treat at the zoo
What can you get for me and you?
Animals can make you smile
For a long time or just for awhile
You can see monkey's swing from trees
But don't go catching any of their fleas
As you trick or treat at the zoo
Don't come home with a bag of poo!

What a messy house
It wasn't made by a mouse
What a mess
I must confess
It was made by me
So just let it be!