Live your life to the fullest
Don’t let it become the dullest
Forget about those aches and pain
As long as you are able to move that is what should remain
Also at the same time, don’t let anyone drive you in sane
You worked hard to see your retiring years
You have wisdom, but have no fear
Those are your years to preserver
Tell the rocking chair to rock itself
You are not like everybody else
Being a senior citizen doesn’t mean you are the forgotten one
It means you are experienced and no how to get things done
Perhaps you loss your true soul mate
Get out and enjoy and find another romantic date
Get involved in hobbies that capture your interest in relate
Don’t even bother on thinking in hesitate
Nursing homes are for people who have given up
Act like a Broadway musical and stump
Doctor’s are more interested in your provider of health care
Yet keep your eyes open and always beware
God has opened your mind
You were given knowledge with everything combined
As a Senior, you were meant to live
You are the opportunity in give.

An Alligator that looms the lake
The evening affair being a fate
A Two Year Old Boy being the Alligator’s date
It all happened in Disney World’s Florida frontier
It was supposed to be fun where one could preserver
A Family coping with a loss
The Alligator was simply using force
The family shouldn’t have went to the lagoon while it was dark
Now that certainly wasn’t smart
Yet the eye of the Alligator was timing his mark
Danger in the midst
The story sounding more like a thriller movie, but with true accountable reality twist
The Magic Kingdom could be seen in the background
But in the distance was a lonely lagoon
The sad fate being a little boy’s doom
So young, but Death became an immediate tomb
However, signs and a fence should have mentioned beware of Alligators
This is something all can relate
But we have regrets that are too late
June 15, 2016 will be the remembered date.

Why does a TV series, Bat Phone, Villains and Gotham City have in common?
Batman played by Adam West
Adam West, you fought a good fight
Your name will continue to shine written in the Batman light
Villains always felt they had you trapped
But along with Robin you give them a tough lesson of smack
Your thinking plans were always sharp as a tack
But leave it to the Bat computer to figure villains out
It was words of POW, KABOOM and CRASH
But you were Batman and it was business as usual in justice in Gotham City
Yet to the villains no one had a pity
The RIDDLER always had a plot
The JOKER tried to tie you in a knot
The MADHATTER in look into my hat
MR. FREEZE with his chilling detail
But throughout was always a villain fail
Justice always triumphant and the villains went to jail
Who could forget a voice, “Will Batman and Robin make it through their fate, but is too late. Be sure to find out Same Bat station and Channel
Commissioner Gordon and Chief O’hara all sadden in having a loss
But Batman and Robin you a team being a force
You will be missed in your acting ability ways
Yet the remembrance is here to stay
Acceleration in my mind being the Batmobile and Bat Cycle
Crime Fighting TV will never be the same
However, the thought of TV Batman and Robin will continue to remain
Your mission going forward in Heaven will be to recruit faithful Souls
But it will be the face of Adam West that will be the behold
Commissioner Gordon says, “Thanks for being Gotham City’s Protector and always being on call”
Adam West response is “To My Fans, Thank You All”.

But wait!
Why don’t you invite some friends?
Pepto Bismol, Tum’s, Imodium, Kaopectate, and then a moment in thought, “I only have one life to live for my country”
I don’t think so
I would also make sure I have my legal document in placed and a Bed Pan if I just can’t make it
Well the Bake Off is on
But let me stand back where I belong
The competitors are baking with all their secret ingredients
I wonder what’s their secret?
I don’t want to know
But on with the show
Just don’t tell my stomach in advance
Now back to the Bake Bake Bake Off
The competitors are now ready to place their cakes into the oven
The oven is set at 350 to heat
This might be a good time to retreat
But I might have to be the Judge
However, why do I feel like I am being nudged
It’s a ***** job but someone must do it,but why me?
The cakes are ready for the taste test or garbage bag
There were five competitors:
COMPETITOR# 1  - Cake went flat like a tire

COMPETITOR# 2  - Cake couldn’t be cut, and the only words that came
                                       out of the Competitors mouth was “BUT”

COMPETITOR# 3     I am not sure if it is a Layer Cake or Pancake

COMPETITOR# 4     Shouldn’t be in the competition as cake had nasty
                                       all over it.

COMPETITOR# 5     Well done with their cake in bake. It was moist and
                                        Tasteful. Now that was a cuisine.

Well I managed to get through the whole ordeal as I am still to tell the tail and aftermath.
This concludes a moment of bake
As how does my stomach feel in this journey, let’s just say “Give or Take”.

The story of a defined bus
A description of the 1954 Greyhound Scenicruiser that reminds us
A coach bus with its own design
A long distance bus that comes to mind
The Scenicruiser had all the features
Air conditioning to help passengers relax
Picture windows so the passengers wouldn’t feel perplexed
A full equipped restroom at your disposal at your elect
Then a dual half floor with a big window in the middle of galore
The view from all angles at the top
The traveler’s enjoyment that just wouldn’t stop
The famous Scenicruiser being that revolutionized bus
It involves the slogan, “Leave the driving to us”
A bus of the past
The memory that will certainly last
The workhorse of the fleet
The reclining seats that add to the treat
I almost forgot, every seat had a place for your feet
Scenicruiser of years past
I almost hear the echoes of the wheels that turn
History in the making of a long lasting urn
Hauling passengers and freight
The idea is don’t be late
The motto, “Don’t miss the bus”
The Scenicruiser’s history involves all of us.

Hang Five
A poem with a lot of jive
Surfing over the waves with a couch
Being an absolute slouch
Just went over a small wave
As a Couch Potato, I must behave
But I am hoping my couch will stay afloat
Hopefully I won’t drown and choke
But Hi Fiving on a couch might be considered a joke
Yet I am standing on my couch being ready for the big wave
Come on wave and show me your best shot
I am waiting for you wave at the right spot
Now I am riding the wave out
I am on the water wave making a frightening shout
However, I have landed precisely on the shore
Being a couch potato, it will be sleep I can’t ignore.

Irene being a woman I worked with long time ago
She is my spotlight and the content of my show
However this is what you don’t know
Irene was a woman who had Cancer
When I think of her, it is as if it was yesterday
But I worked with Irene 32 years ago
Irene was my Boss as the Assistant Manager at Raven Press, a major publishing house
A company that got its name from “The Raven” by Edgar Allan Poe
Irene was the one that gave me opportunity
Her strength being my inspiration
Irene’s Cancer opened my eyes in valuing life
For me that is good advice
I will never forget Irene
A woman who was truly serene
I never ever saw Irene to ever be mean
I use the word opportunity strongly
Once when I applied for a job in the publishing house within the Promotion/Advertising Department
The Department needed a Clerk Typist and I took a typing test
Well I must confess
I was quite nervous when I took the keyboard test and anxiety set in
But Irene felt and believed in me and hired me on the spot
It was not a plot, but an opportunity in giving me a shot
Irene really left an impression on me
It’s a conversation about Irene for 32 years, but her spirit still lives within me
Irene I will never forget and I have no regrets.

The Muscle Man thought in let me stand and Flex
A see a guy staring looking perplexed
Posing with assurance
It was the muscles being trained filled with endurance
The Muscle man walked along the beach
His muscles illustrated fitness and let me teach
He had a body no women could ignore
But do women really want to explore?
He no sand hitting his face
His Muscles took up all the space
When at the Muscle Beach Pit, he lifted the weights with intensity up and down
He was pumped but not bound
Built with detail
But what would happen his muscles did fail?
The Muscle Man thought he had a body that wouldn’t quit
But had to have clothes altered for his muscle fit
So Muscle Man keep thinking muscles are it
Hold up to your enthusiasm a bit
Carry yourself with wit
Muscles are not what make the person, as it is character
My Muscle Beach philosophy

It was an all black car
Where ever the action went it was driving into adventure being far
It could be a mountain trail
It might be across the globe with anything but fail
But the Knight-Rider car with the nickname “KITT”
However, the car being energized and totally computerized was it
I had the opportunity while vacationing in Downtown Los Angeles to visit Universal Studios Hollywood
This is the place where all the Oscars stood
But let me fill you in a little secret
There were several other Knight-Rider cars
I will call them “Stand in Autos”
When the original Knight-Rider car crashes beyond repair
You can always depend on many many spare
Yet the Knight-Rider car was always on the move
There were thrills in action to prove
But for the moment don’t move
For example, a racing car in competition that thinks it is more Tech
But wait, the Knight-Rider car having flips and tricks being the Knight-Rider car having effect
Eye on technology in having its own elect
I almost forgot, I met the man behind Kitt’s wheels, David Hasselhoff
We actually spoke in person one on one
David Hasselhoff has height standing among
Knight-Rider car has driven into the night
But there is a spotlight giving it light
Yet the Knight-Riding car says goodnight.

A fiddler and Horn who welcomes you aboard
We are on our way
It will be a Hound bus being our getaway
It’s the USA to explore
We will be travelling shore to shore
There will be enough scenery that no could ignore
Just let your pledge just soar
Good Morning Sunny skies
It’s another day being inspired wise
Clear weather ahead being our advise
Look in the distance, the Rocky Mountains that stand tall
Majestic and mighty in the echo call
As we make a sharp turn on the highway, observe an Indian dance by a tribe
Our mission of our Hound bus is “Up Close America” ride
Wave to citizens in town as we pass by
Rolling, rolling, rolling
Music playing America, and lets all relate
The open endless road is our appointment date
So what more can we all anticipate?
Nothing but more sights
A restless sleep throughout the night
Major cities that welcomes us in
Let’s have a sing along and let harmony begin
The moon that shines after our daytime day
Just sit back and recline all the way
However, our Hound bus will continue to push on
We became a family in communicating with each other
We now know one another
As our Hound bus maneuvers the road
This was our getaway story ever told
Fiddler and the Horn tells us goodbye
Thank you for showing us America with you and I
The Hound bus kicks up dust
The encouragement, “See the USA being a must”.

Hold to your seats and sit back as the museum unfolds
No need for viewers to walk
Speak softly in your talk
As one enters the museum in the tour to begin
Your seat is a moving auditorium and you will be taking the museum in
It isn’t until when
The museum starts in a maneuver move
A silent and relaxed setting having everything to prove
An Historian Statue narrates
History with events in numerous pasts and you will go back into history fast
Various statues seemed to come alive
However, I am not talking jive
Emotions in the look back rang high
There were touching moments when some viewers cried
A Father, Wife and Child separated during a war
Actual 1776 documents in what viewers saw
Stage after Stage, a Civil War demonstrated right before the viewer’s eyes
Understanding is what makes people wise
Still there was so much to explore
This is one museum no one will want to ignore
The revolving museum opens the next curtain
This I know all will be certain
This is President Obama I gave the Presidency my every try
But now my term is up and I must see goodbye
Revolve leading in history where problems were solved
The viewers got a journey into adventure
The Revolving Museum says thanks for your visit
So come back anytime when
So long and see you when you can.

The Museum of the Bible is a must to see
It’s everything that it is supposed to be
It’s narration in making the Bible come to life
The feeling is like an aroma of spice
The Museum is the beauty that brings contrast of fantastic and gothic accord
Yet the Museum emphasizes the life of the Lord
The Museum of the Bible portrays the beginning when the Earth was in Darkness
Then suddenly the feeling of light that God said let be
A journey through Nazareth and the Red Sea
One can only imagine

Written words with a joyous voice
Verses upon verses offering a spiritual choice
Yes I am talking about the Holy Bible
Spiritual novel with an inspiring uplift
The blessing becomes the World’s Gift
Throughout the Museum of the Bible, you will hear various stories
But it all is surrounded in the Lord’s Glory
But there is a Behold
It’s how the Museum of the Bible makes the public take hold
So the Museum is a place to see
You won’t be bored when you visit
It’s a place of opportunity
It’s coming together as people being unity
The Museum of the Bible in Washington, DC being that city
Understanding and knowledge reigns supreme
It’s exploration through religious history being the theme.

We will journey without a pause
You heard the term every reason for every cause
Let’s go into the anthology
In the small town of Soundville, Georgia
A place with echoing mountains all around
It also makes your ear feeling like its bound
Soundville may sound like nothing much
Try telling that to the citizens being a bunch
The town is about togetherness and being proud of their town
Be quiet for a moment and listen to that sound
All voices talking and and music all around
Soundville has been around for centuries, and more than a town around the bend
It’s their history from then
It’s the everyday wonder in thinking on when
Mining was Soundville’s biggest import
Football was the town’s biggest sport
The citizens think of their town like a resort
They captivate their town with the “Sound Of Music”
It’s the tune and harmony the citizens bring
It’s being together being the thing
Soundville being a reality novel with truth from within
Soundville being a country town where it all begin.

Yeah I am a ****
No I don’t want a hug
Being a **** is a way to survive
Living is what life provides
I have been to the ******’s Ward
A place called Jail
In Jail you had to be tough
******* is about being rough
There would often be fights
It would often be dark bearing no lights
But you had to be strong and use might
Sometimes Correction Officers look the other way
This could be on any given day
Being a **** is about having a stance
The mean streets were about taking a chance
As a **** you don’t advance
A ******* **** is about having control within the Hood
Showing no fear is how a **** stood
Crying is definitely not an option
Fright, but never showing it
Other Thugs know how to communicate
It’s interaction in relate
Hand Grasps in **** Unity Brotherhood
**** power to establish
**** knowledge to accomplish
Yeah I am a ******* ****
My picture being on the Most Wanted List bearing my mug
Being a **** can also be your death
The shorten time a **** shall live
Bullets can have a ****’s name in the aim
Yet the focus is consistently on blame
Being a **** means sometimes you verse a Rap
At times it might sound like a forbidden trap
Hola if you know what I am talking about
**** being a ******* ****
The idea of enforcing ******* is being a **** in stating none of your business

The story opens surrounding a Greyhound bus
But the dialog illustrating must
It was a normal day at the Greyhound lot
But somewhere not far away some thieves were planning a plot
The thieves were planning to rob the Shining Light Jewelry Shop on Solid Hands Blvd
But they were going to use a Greyhound bus being there getaway
No one would suspect a Hound bus going astray
So the Robbers entered the Jewelry store with masks over their face
It was a matter of precaution so no one could trace

The Thieves quickly and moved swiftly out of the Jewelry store and onto the Hound bus
It was a perfect crime with the bus being the thieves plus
However, the Greyhound Company notified the Police that one of there
Buses was stolen from the lot
The Hound bus was now cruising on I-95 of the New Jersey Turnpike heading for Philly
That might sound silly, but the heat was on in New York and New Jersey

The Police were in hot pursue
The Hound Bus was maneuvering in and out of the Turnpike lanes
Yet, the bus was speeding at 80 miles per hour
The chase was on and it was long
The Hound bus being the fastest dog on wheels, but became the subject of ordeal
But the ordeal was for real

A chase that went on for hour after hour
A Road block was at a stretch of the New Jersey Turnpike
But the Hound bus barreled through
However, the Hound Bus had to be stopped before it reaches Pennsylvania lines
The chase was still on, and Helicopters were flying high and being on alert
Suddenly, Gunshots rang out
There was plenty of commotion on the highway being out and about
But somewhere this Hound Bus chase had to end
However, it wasn’t until when
The Thieves had been driving so fast
The Hound Bus was now running out of gas
The Police were able to move in
The Thieves were arrested and out done
The Hound bus was returned and another one of my stories being among.

We will be writing with a purpose
A reason behind the purpose to write
Let your inner emotions go, and just let the words just flow
You are a Poet
But that is something you must convince yourself
Always remember you are not like everybody else
But then again, you have a choice
Words will be more than just words but have meaning
Understanding with a strategy to find
It’s your inner thoughts combined
Share with the reader your inner horizon
It goes beyond in what the reader may anticipate
It’s about you in what you create
To be a Poet, it’s never too late
What’s in a name, but you must write being your own slate
Your heart is the opportunity to write
It pounds to bring the Poetry out
I hear the reader in appreciation being a shout
Now there is nothing to think out
You are who you are about
So write with enthusiasm in inspiration
There is no separation
So Write On!

The Greyhound bus that paused for a moment and couldn’t run
Donald Coffin a.k.a. Dad bus pioneer was no longer among
It was Dad’s soul in the Heavenly flow
It was God throughout being in the know
Donald Coffin a.k.a. Dad as I called him
A man with buses on his mind
It didn’t matter the name and shape
The fact it was a bus and that was enough
I had the opportunity to buy two buses from Mr. Coffin’s collection being the GM PD-4106 and GM PD-4107
They will always be the remembrance of Dad’s life and his bus involvement
The key word is “Commitment”
It was the Bus lesson taught being bus advice
It was Dad’s delight that enlightened me with enthusiasm
His knowledge being experience
I remember a time when Mr. Coffin being Dad was the Greyhound Curator, and the time I assisted him in getting pictures that he was unable to get
Dad was a dedicated bus pioneer
I will remember Dad the way buses that inspired him
He captured my understanding and his legacy of empowerment
Buses will continue to run
It’s Donald Coffin’s spirit that will always be among
Thanks Dad in your wisdom share
I see whispers of love flying in the air
Your time had arrived
Heaven had prepared the highway being the direct route of your resting place
The Greyhound bus was your last ride
It was your chariot to Heaven being your stride
Bus headlights flash in your honor
Horns blow that your bus work is finished
Dad you captivated me, and you will always be distinguished
I will never forget you
Until we meet again.

It seems a family member on my Wife’s side wants to pay us a visit
Now what a surprise
But what I didn’t realize
This is my Wife’s Great Uncle who is a family pest
He isn’t my Wife’s family best
In fact, the family could care less
Apparently, my Wife’s Uncle Ben likes to take advantage since he is very old
But being old he knows how to be bold
At least that is what I was told
Uncle Ben would often fake a Heart Attack to get his way
Then it becomes later with other family member that let Uncle Ben stay
But after awhile Uncle Ben loses his welcome
The other family members don’t really talk but is very seldom
Uncle Ben that has his way
Now he is coming to our house to stay
So according to my Wife, I have no idea as to what to expect
Accept from what I was told in his personality in effect
But if Uncle Ben fakes a Heart Attack in my house, I will have no choice but to reject
He would be taken to the Doctor for careful observation
This is my 911 for preservation
Now my Wife and I are on vacation
We really wanted to go away
Perhaps while Uncle Ben is here, we will make our getaway
So if Uncle Ben starts a problem, he will be called a cab with suitcase in all
I will not hesitate having no stall
My Wife would probably be mad
But for a peace of mind I would be glad
I am not running a Holiday Inn
My house is not an automatic step in
Well let’s see how Uncle Ben will be
I will have to wait and see
If Uncle Ben cuts up, he will be out of the door like a bird set free
I mean whole hearty being a house flee
But I will never give Uncle Ben our keys
So Uncle Ben I hope you are ready for responsibility in house
This house belongs to us
Following our house rules is a must.

Will I die in the battle?
I must remain strong in the saddle
Soldier’s thoughts having one mind
Will I still be alive?
The enemy could be a few feet away
As a Soldier, I cannot be a coward and go astray
I must stay alert and be focused
My Code of Honor
Concentration on the battle
Regardless of Bombs and Ammunition
Sunrise and Sundown a Soldier’s responsibility to stand
Salute at command
Yet a thought of Dead or Alive
It’s a Soldier’s commitment to strive
Tomorrow is fighting at the present
I am a Soldier and I must represent
Can’t turn back would be a resent

There had been times I would often cry
I felt one day I would be dead being a goodbye
But I was given the command to guard the front line
However, I was assured I was covered by the Lord
God instilled I wasn’t alone
Even during the time the Commander said to be at ease
I felt the comfort of God’s refreshing encouraging breeze
Stay the Course
God is the guiding light being the force

Battles will always have battles
But I can’t let anything make me rattle
Oh yes, stand and be firm while holding on to the saddle
Remain Strong
Help your fellow Conrad’s in getting along
I am on the battlefield where I belong

No matter what the circumstance
I have been given the chance
The enemy could one day attack on a prance
But it is the pride in being a soldier
One life but live it to the fullest in war
I am a Soldier
Bold and True
Commitment is my pursue
Enemies could be in my face
But as a Soldier
I have been trained to be Bold and Lean
I have been given the salute to proceed
I am the Soldier I stand
There is a battle in demand
Carry on Solder.

I am ready to get on the cycle and ride
Feeling the highway breeze coming from the air in provide
Being tough with no disturb
But there are road laws including the curb
Cars, Buses and trucks, take notice
Observe cyclist style
Yes, watch me move on the highway while
I have a date with my own destiny
My arrival will be eventually
I am moving with grace
One would think I am in a race
The sleek motorcycle chassis
So this trucker wants to be sassy
I will show this trucker who this Motorcycle rider can do
The trucker deserves my highway skill test
If he fails, I could care less
My maneuver being savvy
Let’s see if this trucker has a load he can carry
The techniques I can do
The trucker simply can’t follow through
So I am dashing off into the afternoon sun
Being destination bound and looking to have fun
Sunset, my day will be done

You are invited as our guest
This is saying welcome at our request
Examine the feeling of words from the ceiling to the hall
Notice how inspiration, understanding and persuasion stand tall
They are the concept within our introduction
A Poet’s creation being a seduction
Let’s explore follow me on the floor
Once we turn the corner we will be at the word sure
As we walk the halls, please notice poet’s faces
If you look closely you will see masterpiece traces
As a poet, it is the meaning with the rhyme
When you write poetry, please keep that in mine
Poetry Plaza built on poetry thoughts
You talked and we listened
Notice how the words begin and how they seem to gleam in
As we take the elevator down
We covered an array of poetry that was hanging around
Well thank you for taking the Poetry Plaza escorted tour
You now know what a poet writes for
I am just so glad you were able to explore
Continue to write in how you feel and turning your creativity in being for real.

Who says being a Senior Citizen makes us old?
Put on the brakes with a moment of hold
We have worked all our life
We should be retired and relax in stride
We earned our Social Security which is our expenses that Social Security provides
Senior Citizens do have rights
We are designated and don’t have to act polite
It is god that redeems our light
Washington, DC wants to take away in thinking we don’t need
Social Security and Pensions is how we proceed
We are not asking the House of Representative to do a good deed
We do have Medicare power
It is our provider regardless of the hour
All Washington, DC wants to do is be sour
Washington, DC has no plan of its own
The Senior Citizens just want to be left alone
The Multitude of Seniors voices that want to wake up the Capitol
It’s a battle worth communicating about
“Seniors in strength, and voice having an Old Age High”
We are the why and we are in Washington, DC’s face in the “I”
Don’t touch what you don’t understand
This is the Senior Citizen demand
Our fight has been going on throughout the land
So President Trump recognize us Senior Citizens
You are a Senior Citizen yourself
We will not allow you taking away
It is not ok
No you cannot have your own way
We Senior Citizens have the experience and endurance
Our voices conclude being our assurance.

It was a clear night with a bright moon
There were several hours before daylight being nowhere soon
A little baby Coyote loss in the woods
It was alone in where it stood
The baby Coyote was searching for food
It was any kind of food in order to survive
It had no choice in being its strive
The woods were nothing but endless trees
Moments on end, there would be a passing breeze
Yet the baby Coyote had wolf eyes
It had very keen steps
It was the eye on the prey in being well kept
This was the secret of attack
The prey had no time to think and step back
The motion like a movie reel
But it was the baby Coyote maneuvering in survival being for real
Finally the little Coyote went back to the woods to fall asleep
It was dreaming in its own way my soul to keep
The poor little Coyote alone
Yet having survival skills that was shown
The message being, “You can’t keep a Coyote down”.

The agenda in what crime might take place
It sounds more like substance taking up space
The chalk on the blackboard written with the plan
It’s just a matter of time
This is no time to be kind
Calculations with defined precision
The motto is the key in decision
The crime trail wrote out in black and white
The chalking tail of a safe and a bank being for the taking right
The mystery behind why the crime is being committed
The Villain’s names are being omitted
No need to tell
It’s all in a matter of time when the stroke of midnight strikes with the ringing of the bell
A crime that was supposed to start, but never did complete
Behind is all was no courage, but plenty of deceit
The crime that came with defeat
The Villains were caught before the crime was even done
Too bad all crimes don’t end like this being the headline of “Hit into Miss”
The Blackboard turning crime into a twist

A Turkey that dashed from the kitchen
But there was a good reason
A holiday bird that no one should eat
Turkey’s unite as we need to retreat
Why be plucked like we are a duck
Turkeys run wild as we are running amuck
The idea of the hatchet aiming for the Turkey neck
Why should a Turkey just let
As Gloria Gaynor song that comes to mind with a different version, “A Turkey shall survive”
We are determined to be alive
Gobble your fork for some other meat
Yet its Thanksgiving and please have a seat
As we gather together it won’t be Turkey meat
Since the pig wants to be a ham
The am will be eating a yam
This is the time to give thanks
Reflect on the past, present and future
Thanks to the Pilgrims in making their way
This is a remembrance on this day
As the Pilgrims and the Indians united together
The world shares thanks like no other
But this Thanksgiving will be a feast of another
That Turkey is still on the run
I guess the Thanksgiving dinner will not be fun
As far as my story goes, I am done.

Helps me get my work complete
His awards are daily blessings as a treat
I don’t have to worry about a days paid
It is praise all the way
I can have all the overtime I want
My responsibility of salvation, glory and holiness
My experience is my witness
I don’t have to worry about being fired
It’s Jesus that helps me to stay inspired
If I do something that isn’t right
God doesn’t get all up tight
It’s divine understanding in plain sight
No money needed to satisfy
It’s guidance from God in every try
I can pray all hours of the day
It’s a permanent job here to stay
A new day is a new experience
Energy applied with plenty of endurance
I never forget to get my glorified work done
Jesus is Lord and is number one
When the job seems tough
God understands when it is enough
A Boss every one should know
The Lamb’s voice being the show
My hours never have to be complete
It’s God’s blessings keeping me from deceit
A Boss I am proud to work for
His teachings are what I want to explore
His praise and Mercy are what I applaud.

Jeff Beckham who stands by what he has accomplished and established. Some of you probably don’t know who Jeff Beckham is and how Bodybuilding fits in. Well let me fill you in. Mr. Beckham is a young man that brought promise and dignity to bodybuilding in what he stands for. Mr. Beckham chose Bodybuilding as an outlet to overcome what he felt was missing his life. He got involved into Bodybuilding in making a difference in his life and followed the same route he wanted for others and that was Bodybuilding and general exercising participation. It was the Bodybuilding door that opened and Jeff Beckham being part of the new frontier and a wave of accomplishments after another with several Bodybuilding titles under his belt. Yet, Mr. Jeff Beckham proved to himself and the world that he was destined to be successful, and Bodybuilding was going to be the centerpiece in positive action. Positive in believing in what Mr. Beckham would be his difference in encouraging others to follow in his footsteps.

He is also a Father being totally devoted to his Daughter, Miya, and takes part in her life when he is not in a busy schedule of Seminar training and Bodybuilding competition preparation. But no matter what, Mr. Beckham is his number importance in being a parent. However, Mr. Jeff Beckham offers training principles for anyone who wants to enhance in improving their body composition. He wants others to see results with how one can improve them. The key is tone and being lean. Now for Mr. Jeff Beckham’s posing routines, there is no secret. But if you ever need a Guest Poser, Mr. Jeff Beckham is your man. He offers Splits, Stretches and Dramatics that will uplift any bodybuilding competition and arouse the audience in wanting more. Mr. Beckham is devoted to Strict Discipline and Conditioning. So what does tomorrow hold for Jeff Beckham, I won’t say, but follow Jeff Beckham on Facebook and Judge for yourself. His Bodybuilding success could be what exercising you have been missing, and he will definitely help you achieve your proportionate goals.

How much do families know?
Follow me s its going to be a show
There will be laughter so keep it on the down low
A question I would ask, “Name something people should do, but don’t”
The number one answers being, TRY, MOVEMENT, CONFIDENCE, ASSURANCE AND PERUASION
Next question of my own being, “Name something people would do, but can’t”
The top answers, WRITE, TEACH, INFLUENCE, ENCOURAGE, EFFORT and EXPLORE
Many families would say all the wrong answers
It seemed it would be best if a Deer just pranced
All the families thinking on the wrong theory
A game show shouldn’t have its own mystery
Three X’s when a family loses
The other family being more enthused with the idea in being determined in not having a loss
Points awarded in what was on the Family Feud Board
Until next time with more fun
But tonight we are done.

An Aunt and a Nephew on an adventure to explore
It all happened at the Macy’s Herald Square Store
It was the marquee eyes and yellow buses that caught the attention in a little fellow being wise
As a tot, I picked up the yellow bus
I had to have the bus being a must
My Aunt saw the bus in my hand
She told me to put back at her command
But a tot determined to get the bus became my demand
I made such a fuss for that bus
My Aunt was forced to buy the yellow school bus
My persuasion in maneuver became a must
My passion for any bus became my reality with no fuss
Buses have become my hobby from that start
I have a complete 2,000 Bus collection in making my mark
From the start of the engine to the movement with exhaust
A bus hobby I love
The structure and wheels I think of
From a bus pioneers point of view
Here is a more detailed clue
My apartment is a like a bus collector’s paradise
Each bus I have represent themselves
Yes, they fit quite comfortably on the shelves
But it’s Greyhound ahead on the mount
I have so many busses you simply can’t count
It’s my Greyhound glass stretched hound
It doesn’t make a sound
However it stands on my bookshelf being sturdy bound
Buses have become what I missed
I don’t intend to ever dis
My buses have become my catch
They are my assortments like a batch
My buses are just for fun, but everlasting as the shining sun.

It was June 6, 2015
This was a bus trip that convened
As I go along, you will see what I mean
It was the Metropolitan New York Bus Association Event
From New York City to Pennsylvania we went
We stopped in Lebanon, PA for a bus pulse stop
Timing couldn’t have been just right as seeing the buses kept our hearts functioning tops
Later, it was journey on to the Museum of Bus Transportation and the Spring Fling
However being a bus enthusiast was a good thing
There were all kinds of bus models for sure
Yet, there was plenty to explore
Viewed the Silver Eagle Continental Trailways, Golden Eagle also of Continental trailways, MC6 Motorhome Supercruiser and much more
Let the exploration go on
After that, we moved to the Annex, which was a drive away
There was a lot with more buses to see
There was the MC8 Peter Pan bus, MC9 Bonanza Bus Lines and who could forget a Capitol Trailways Buick car that travelled from Pottsville, Pinegrove and Harrisburg, Pennsylvania
Before buses hit the road, they started as a car in buses begin
Things started to change from when
Yet stagecoaches were put to an end
The only thing about that, your **** got sore and the pain you just couldn’t ignore
Being a bus nut s we hobbyist are called
We are the bus industry preservationist, and the buses we stand for all
Now I added 2 new buses to my large vast models collection
Buses are more than just over the road, they captured my heart in their behold
This is my own personal vibe being never told
I am being honest and bold
Buses have been my passion since the years of my birth
They will remain with me until my death on this Earth
Bus models have changed over the years
This is why I still preserver
Buses from past have become my memory that shall last
Museum’s capturing buses in still, but being determined has become my will.

The mighty storms that blow, but intervention you will stand
God’s true followers are under his command
The heavy rains that become a terrain
Yet with wisdom and understanding no need to complain
God’s word is the target of aim
The Lord follows us all in where and no one else can compare
Situation storms are made to force people to abide
But God sits high, and carry’s all above a meaning less stride
Struggles by and by
Yet it’s Heaven’s strength that keeps telling us to continue to try
However these same evildoers try to hide
But God knows where to put the tide
You have nowhere to run
God is faster than any firing gun
The Lord see’s and knows
He is his own show
Conflict doesn’t stand a chance
God’s praises in how you will advance
Yet the enemy wants to attack Joy in being a prance
But once again they don’t stand a chance
A storm is an ongoing test
But it is the Lord that says it best
“Through the storm don’t be alarmed, as I am the Lord God and will not harm”.

If you are standing you need to sit
But if you are sitting, you are at where you need to be
To start off, I am the adventurous type, but economical
I was planning a vacation to Los Angeles by rail
But continue to follow me throughout the trail
I called Amtrak to see how much a compartment would cost, but remember this was in 1983
Boy did I get a price surprise!
The Amtrak Travel Agent asked me if I was standing
I told the Travel Agent I am standing across going across country
The Travel Agent later stated, it’s not for your trip, but at the present state
Now that I can relate
I told the lady I was standing, but was informed, I need to sit for this
The round trip compartment fare in 1983 was $1,100
I responded, that can’t be the price as I am getting the entire car
But that wasn’t the case as it was the distance
One Room with a private toilet
Later I responded, the only thing cheaper was coach
I guess I would have to hop aboard a Freight train and travel low class in a caboose
Perhaps jump on a back of a moose
At that time, at least I was still in my youth
The train sounded too much
I figured, I may have to gallop on a horse
Of course Of course
I do know how to ride a horse
But that would take even longer
Well the Hound bus won out
The round trip fare was $99.00 in 1983
I did travel to Los Angeles being my route
There you have it, a railing thought being the highway end
However I was asked why didn’t I fly?
My question was simply why?
It was Cross Country with scenery to see
It was captivation scenery that had me
There you have my past vacation flow
I put you in the know
But for now, it’s time for me too go.

It’s a race between a Greyhound bus and Coach USA bus
Everything is prepared on the Race Track
The fans are cheering in the back
The Greyhound bus and Coach USA bus are put through their paces before the race
There will be plenty of dust in the trace
It has been announced buses please take your place
The checkered flag is raised up
Then the flag is raised down to begin
The Greyhound bus pulls out first
But the Coach USA bus pulls out like it’s a hearse
Suddenly Coach USA picks up speed
But the Greyhound bus still has a good lead
Cheers from the crowd
The clock is ticking with time allowed
Out of nowhere the Coach USA bus catches up
The Greyhound bus is no longer in the lead
The Coach USA bus is focusing on proceed
The points are certainly stacking up
Keeping score a Judge’s view
Well the buses are down to the finished line stretch
What bus has made their match?
Greyhound and Coach USA are neck and neck
The fans are thinking in what the heck
Coach USA bus crosses the finished line first
As for the Greyhound bus being like a page from a verse
“At last you tried, but you scored behind, and you wheeled everything you got, but it was second place of thine, but until next year, keep that mine".

Some people pretend they are homeless on hard times
But the detail is not fine
Some people will beg for Financial help to the public
It is fraud homeless being a test
So a be used becomes an automatic refuse
Where do fraud homeless come off in wanting the public to support their Survival Case
It is nothing but than a time waste
Fraud Fraud Fraud
Oh my Lord
Homeless Fraud expect s money to come from your pocket at the public’s expense
The public’s money is earned and not Heaven sent
Homeless Fraud wants their request to be your response
We are supposed to comply
But the question is always why?
A Homeless Fraud needs to try too help themselves
There is no like everybody else
As it stands, Homeless Fraud and True Homeless person issue demands on the public in their stride
No matter what we cannot always provide
Yet this isn’t a suppose
This is just annoying being consistence in arose
Homeless Fraud needs to end
A new horizon that needs to begin
Homeless alternatives with a solution
The answer is on the Homeless Fraud with their own resolutions
Draw your own conclusion.

I wished hard and strong
It seemed like a dream lasting so long
So I wished on a star
My wish I hope will go far
I wondered more
My mind was focused in not being sure
A hoping approach
It might seem like so joke
My wish was the essence of long life
Perhaps a little more just like spice
But sometimes we don’t always get our strive
It’s not impossible to ask
But it is a thought you don’t let pass
Everlasting life is something that comes from above
It makes you think of a soaring dove
Yet it is beyond the stars to think of
Spirit that is far away
A man too whom I give praise every day
A wish that is in the almighty hands
It’s a vision at his command
It comes down to being a believer in the Savior’s caravan.

A man who was involved in the Civil Rights Movement
A race against struggles with time
Fire and Beatings of opposition foes
It was be on defense or lose your toes
Medgar Evers being an educated man
His name and accomplishments known throughout the land
His voice being the statement of what society wants to label
But what theory of opposition is truly brought too the table
A taste of race feeling displaced and how long of the movement that will continue in the race
Medgar Evers and family house was once bombed
This set the situation in being harm
Medgar Evers was the utmost of dignity and recognition
It was a narrow escape being precision
One’s words being a multitude of several
One’s heart being a commitment too many
One’s desire to represent from start to finish
His introduction turning into a bow of finale
His life being distinguished
No matter if a man was shot down
The fight is on to continue in keeping Civil Rights sound
Medgar Evers College, a unit of City University of New York
An educational institution I am proud to say
It was where I graduated back in the day
Legacy history being part of my life
Inspiration to move forward being Medgar Ever’s advice
“Expel into explore, your shout outs that shouldn’t be ignored, but align at the bulls eye and ask many questions of why, and being idealistic in every try”.

Reflection in looking back
History in following being the educational track
Success from the past
Remembrance that will surely last
It’s about Afro-American strives
Historians having theories in how they derived
The month of February that has arrived
Inventions that brought historians fame
Recognition beyond in aim
Excellence that describes it best
Education in knowledge will always have a test
Struggles only Historians can confess
It was determination with endurance in every historian’s try
It was the true emotions and at times a cry

Giving viewers succeed tools in knowing how to proceed
Historians presenting their own creed
Learning being more than a lesson
Understanding in wise up in accelerating into wisdom
Actions having reasons to move
Illustrations having everything to prove
Where there is influence comes with assurance
Commodity coming later
Monetary value not yet seen
Yet never stay in darkness, but let your light bleen

Let no boundary hold you back
Abilities in talent construct is not a lack
It doesn’t what Race or even if you are Black
It means be triumphant and not uninspired
Be inspired at every minute into the hour
Don’t get discouraged when others want to sour
Feel your determination and that is will power
The timing is hour after hour
Let knowledge be what you have achieved
How your approach theories is what you will receive
Achieve on my Sisters and my Brothers
We as Historians made our mark
It’s your turn, follow our abilities, and let that be your start.

It was the 46th Commencement at CUNY MEDGAR EVERS COLLEGE
I graduated in the year 1981 and I am an ALUMNI
How times flies oh my
I was a treated like a VIP throughout
Reserved seating in what I am talking about
All the Speakers and Keynote Speaker had inspiration to shout
The graduates where given encouragement going beyond
Medgar Wiley Evers legacy to look upon
Inspiration to step out and let your involvement take flight
You got the education, but don’t sit back and take it light
CUNY MEDGAR EVERS COLLEGE is on the move
Pure academics CUNY MEDGAR EVERS COLLEGE will continue to prove
The history the college has maintained
In my heart the legacy will remain
Being an ALUMNI thought, I am part of CUNY MEDGAR EVERS COLLEGE’S HISTORY
A part of the vision is that all graduates will accomplish
They came from a college that is very distinguished
But the college is continuing to be on the move
A New School being Urban Development
So MEDGAR WILEY EVERS is looking down and feeling proud
His spirit feels the welcome and his honor allowed
I was moved in seeing all the graduates
A tear came to my eye
I see a question being why?
It was for sadness, but joy in seeing the Men and Women achieving, and I was so proud
CUNY MEDGAR EVERS COLLEGE, you did it again
Another group of graduates with concentration being CUNY Medgar Evers College to mention
Now wait for new Freshmen again, and another graduating class having a future commencement that will begin
Carry on CUNY MEDGAR EVERS COLLEGE
Lift every voice and sing, but always remember one thing
“Your voice has a choice, but footsteps always need movement. Be assured with confidence. Have no fear as the Lord is always near. Medgar Wiley Evers legacy left his vision that will help you preserver”.

“ROCK THE VOTE”
It’s time to vote for the Board Of Directors
As a Shareholder and Cooperator, we control too whom we vote in
This is our time for a new Rochdale tomorrow to begin
Rochdale’s yesterday was years of days end
A new vision in Rochdale being the high rise
The multitudes has always been wise
A Rochdale that will be vibrate
We as Cooperators as the lanterns that make Rochdale shine
We are the thoughts with understanding combined
We are the many pens with the ink that makes Rochdale complete
Our knowledge being like no other
We are a community comprised of one another
We are the strength that comes with unity
Vote wisely in who you think is capable in being fair
But there comes a beware, we need an election that won’t be false
We need the true solitude that won’t go flat leading to fortitude
Yet this should also include
Responsibility in one’s action
Dedication in one’s movement
Sound accomplishment in one’s efforts
Personal agenda’s being no way
Accountability we should all say
Your rights guided by the law
Remember Dr. Martin Luther King in the vision he saw
The laws are what stand for all
We are the vote in the call
Ask plenty of questions, but just don’t stall
Vote with your true heart and not gratifications you expect
Remember, it is about elect
There is where we select
Yet from my Accounting Professor motto, “Respect but also suspect”
A vote that doesn’t go we will be in the same continued flow
We are in the know
Let’s vote and prove to the Board Of Directors that we are the show
The multitudes that won’t let go
Proven me with the assurance of us
“GET OUT AND VOTE BEING A MUST”.

Adjustments of Evil minds
Think communicate
Add friendship being relate
The bottom line being the front line must be the focus of change Destination to reach a new range establishing life matters exchange Change, Change and more Change
Then follows of achievement in total difference
In order for change to come, we must make a change
Regardless of what’s happening in the world, change must be persistent
No it won’t come in an instant
But change must come
The way we think, react and anger from within with voices having an uncertain living approach
Negative thoughts must become positive inspirations
Having respect for one another
Don’t act negative for no apparent reason to the other
Frustrations don’t change a thing
It’s about realize, but don’t cling
Change comes when efforts within movements made
But don’t sit, hide and be comfortable in the shade
Protests are good, if change is definitely going to surface
But continued talk on change will have things remain
Then all talk and no action being plain vain
Past Civil Rights Leaders had the right idea, make change, but never have fear
Afro-Americans killings need to stop creating killings among other Afro-Americans, but this goes for all races as well
The world is revolving and it is becoming a tell
The answer in people’s mind is oh well
If we all don’t change, things will continue to be the same
All entities with no change becomes lame
There is no room for excuses
There is no time to blame
Peace and tranquility needs to be the bull’s eye on direct target at aim
A world that gathers
The multitudes that rejoices
I welcome you being a humble soul
Let’s unite and watch in behold.

There was a couple holding hands
Eye to eye and face to face at their command
Preparing for the romantic kiss
It was that chemistry that can’t be missed
The fireworks shooting through the skies
Two hearts racing in precise
The revolving watch on the interlude
Two souls embracing soothe
The feeling with the relaxation of smooth
As some swans swam around the lake
Here is the time for a photo shoot being the take
As the couples continue walking hand in hand
A romance caught up in the moment and the momentum of chance
Love capturing two hearts.

Tears upon emotions in the Statue of Liberty’s eyes
What President Trump has ordered suddenly wasn’t wise
Wars could definitely begin and that’s no surprise
As the Status of Liberty which has stood in the mission, “Come One, Come All in a New Life for Freedom”
One would truly have to understand from history in getting knowledge being wisdom
The American creed extends to International being decreed
You cannot ban Immigrates because of Religious beliefs, and Origin
The U.S. Constitution supports that
The White House is going to have to retract back
All Middle Eastern Immigrates are not all Terrorist
The White House is taking a dangerous risk
All International citizens are not Terrorist in what higher powers think
However, the whole idea just stinks
ISSIS is what the White House should focus, and is not a magical twist of Hocus Pocus
You don’t stop someone at a Airport because they are Middle Eastern decent
It’s just not right
I can’t sit back and just be polite
Afro Americans have and continue to be separated
You see it every day in the Media being indicated
Year after Year
My advice to all Middle Eastern not Terrorist, please continue to preserver
We do not need another “War of the Worlds”
Separation being like a missing piece to the puzzle in bringing everything together and not acting like the other
Our President needs to read and educate his mind and tongue
It was God that truly put us here in being among
Everyone has a right and struggles shouldn’t be a detour being tight
The Statue of Liberty feels more alone than ever
American is about multitudes of variations, but Washington, DC thoughts surely wasn’t clever.

Some of Al Jarreau’s songs that come to mind are “Ain’t No Sunshine, I will be here for You, Summer Breeze, Mornin and of course, Moonlighting theme from the TV series
Mr. Jarreau had a secrete serene soothing voice
The captivation being his choice
All his songs having the right melody and texture
It was tone being felt throughout every one of Mr. Jarreau songs
This was a story in every ballad
Mr. Jarreau often spoke to the moon
It might even hear love coming at noon
A summer humid night would often have a breeze
Whispers being preparation for another rhythm
The beat always went on
It didn’t matter Day or Night
The name Al Jarreau that always shed some light
He achieved with what he wanted to get done
Mr. Al Jarreau was about entertain
His legacy is what will remain
Heaven has a new voice
Mr. Jarreau achieved much on Earth
But Heaven has given Mr. Jarreau a new spiritual birth
He sung until he couldn’t sing anymore
He was like the key being to a shore
Mr. Jarreau was talented and his songs had everyone wanting to explore
He conquered and saw
It was what his music was all about
But Old age set in and sickness was now a bout
We will miss your songs Mr. AL. Jarreau
No more Mr. Radio
The connection straight from Heaven
I left us in body
But your were enriched in spirit
Music never dies
It’s a remembrance, and I know, you don’t want us to cry
Your time was up
You fulfilled every moving desire
You left us with a message, “Be encouraged and stay inspired”
Mr. Jarreau, you stated, “This is not goodbye, but until your music crosses our path again”
Meet me in Heaven
You walk, but you are not alone
You are now under God’s throne.

The Cannonball Express 4505 bound for the Dixie Line
. We depart from Atlanta, GA to Memphis, TN
. The Cannonball express is what every train should be. 
We will be climbing Old Smokey Mount
Then passing Hook’s Corner overlook
. All you have to do is glaze at the landscape and the picture took
. The puff of smoke from the engine, and the railing sound that the Cannonball has a name that stands tall
. A name mighty among the rails
. The Cannonball Express has history within its own trail
. No matter what, the Cannonball Express always prevailed
. A time when it was dark, the headlights extended the way through the dense fog into a fierce thunderstorm in making its mark
. The Cannonball Express is known for being on time
It is usually before any passenger can finish that sip of wine. 
Nevertheless, the Cannonball Express with a mission in being in charge of the rails
. The speed of the train, but all you will see is the last car streaking by as a tail
. It’s a never ending story, but a conquest to preserver. 
When it comes to the Cannonball with a name in showing no fear. 
The Cannonball from then, but stories that continue from when
. As the Cannonball maneuvers along into Memphis, it is the Cannonball in history in where it belongs.

I was backstage all set to perform
Well this was the daily routine being the norm
My practice would be a step out with turn around having a surprise shout
As I was backstage, stage fright sat in
I had loss the courage to truly begin
My thoughts, “What did the audience expect or didn’t?”
I remember my Grandfather’s inspiring words, “If you don’t step out, how will the audience know what you are talking about. It’s about being Confident and knowing you can perform and believing your talent from within”
Right after that, one leg at a time became two
As the curtain went up and I stepped out
The rhythm hit the right notes, and sang and spoke
I even added some jokes
It was an effort that stood out in my Grandfather’s words being “Try”
My whole performance surrounded my Grandfather’s inspiration
Tomorrow being the spotlight of my path
I am finally performing being at last
It’s dignity and honor that gives one class
Time truly does move fast
The stage with a memory of my Grandfather I will never forget
Oh that old man that pushed me beyond my own expectations
Well enough down memory lane
The love for my Grandfather that will always remain
The show continued on
The theatrical stage my Grandfather knew I belonged
Turn on the spotlight, let the curtain stay up and bring in the music
I sang, “Oh man you were right”
My performance tonight was out of sight
I had been thinking it was a plight
It took more than that spotlight
I had a reason to dance and a message to give
Thanks Grandpa, you were my adjective
Perform I will with entertainment being shall
Well the show ended with an upbeat note
But all it took was my Grandfather’s words he spoke.

It happened several years ago
But it is a true story in the flow
A Senior Citizen woman being my Grandmother
She was a strong woman like no other
She worked as a Board Of Education Lunchroom Manager at P.S. 202 in Brooklyn, New York
As my Grandmother was leaving on a regular day, a Mugger was getting ready to pounce
It all happened on the busy street of Atlantic Avenue
My Grandmother was on her way to the Doctor
But when she got in the middle of the street, the mugger showed his attack mystique
However, the Mugger didn’t know he was in for a surprise
Yet my Grandmother showed that Mugger her realize
She literally knocked the mugger off his feet
The Mugger tried another attempt in attack being another retreat
Well my Grandmother showed that Mugger, this senior citizen was determined to not be beat
What do you think happened?
The Mugger got sacred and ran off
Now my Grandmother 5’ 5’ being short, but I never said she was weak
Big things come in small packages
My Grandmother being the Biblical David and defeating Goliath being the Mugger
My Grandmother’s response being her slugger power
She reigned supreme and that Mugger knows what that means
This is a true story and I am being honest
Senior Citizen’s have more power than Social Security, and their strength being their unity.

Villains gathered all over the world
Justice being a hurl
The Justice League all geared to take action
The Hulk ready to smash
Superman prepared at a moment’s notice to dash
Wonder Woman and her invisible Jet
Batman and Robin on Bat Alert
Spiderman tests his spider gear
The idea is to put the villains in fear
But across the globe, the villains are waiting for the marvel arrival
A trap they have planned
The idea is to get rid of the marvel heroes throughout the land
This is a new regime that’s in demand
So the Justice League in a meeting in total discussion
The mission is to be prepared to function
All the marvel heroes dash off in various areas of the globe
Villains beware
Its combined strength all the Marvel Heroes will share
So Marvel Heroes watch your step
Villains eye their plan being kept
Superman flies to the Alps
Suddenly Kryptonite downloads his strength
He becomes weak
Its superman’s strength the villains seek
The villains know Superman’s weak point
Attack having effect
The Hulk now is covered in boulders
It seems no way out
But it’s the Hulk’s strength we are talking about
However he does escape
All the rest of the Justice League team all has their own challengers
Yet they manage to conquer them
Justice is continuing to stay on track
Marvel Wonders right in the smack
Justice will take charge
Get ready villains, the Marvel Wonders are going to set the record straight
It will be iron of jails that will be your gate.

A woman of sophistication and beauty
Princess Charlotte carried herself with eyes on community with unity
She worked hard all her life
Heiress to the throne and not needing advice
Intellectual being her vibe
I am not telling you a lie nor jive
Princess Charlotte enjoys being her outgoing stride
The beauty in how she maintains the Castle garden
Princess is her own Eden
But what makes Princess Charlotte’s characteristics distinguished is her personality
She gets along well with everyone in the colony
Princess Charlotte never acts like she stands for royalty
As she has respect for herself and others
In fact, you would never know Princess charlotte was of high anarchy
It is only because she lives in Honey Suckle Castle
It is also the royalty attire
Doing the right thing being her desire
Nonetheless, Princess Charlotte is always at her best, as evidence, everyone that comes in contact with her can contest.

Have any grass that needs to be cut?
Well, have I got the lawn mower with a powerful gut
That is my interpretation being well put
However, this lawn mower went out of control and entered onto the New England Thruway
Now that is what I call a getaway
Leave it too Mike
So what was he thinking?
So who is Mike?
Mike is your average Home Owner with having dreams of establishing a house
He was married and had a spouse
Our story starts when Mike’s wife, Marilyn said too Mike that the grass needs to be trimmed
Well a little encouragement as Mike had to be primed
Now Mike never owned nor knows how to drive a lawn mower
That means Mike must borrow from a nearby neighbor
Big mistake
It wasn’t going to be a piece of cake
Mike was trying to figure out on how to start the lawn mower
The start button was pushed on
This adventure could be long
So the lawn mower starts to move
But what will Mike prove?
For starters, Mike just cut through several neighbor’s gardens, and grass cut in half traces
This experience can never be erased
Well the lawn mower is heading down Maple Drive
Look out Motorist and pedestrians as who will survive?
So the lawn mower goes up the ramp onto the New England Thruway
But how far will the Lawn Mower be on the highway stay?
Astray as been labeled getaway
Traffic now is all back up
Everyone seems to be wondering why is a lawn mower on the Thruway
Well Mike can’t even explain himself
Later, Police pull the lawn mower aside
Now the Police and Mike now reside
The Police asked Mike what was a lawn mower doing on the highway?
Mike’s response was, “I was attempting to mow my house lawn?”
But the Police suggested to Mike, you definitely went the wrong way
However, why today?
Mike, the next thing he knew, the lawn mower moved out of control
Pure behold
Now the Police told Mike, you know where the lawn mower belongs
Lawn Mower Express
Don’t take it lightly nor less.

A cemetery with a name only known as “Lost Soul”
Sue who no one really knew
Assumptions but nothing really thought through
Sue was often considered to be a Witch
It was spells enchanted into a wave of hands like a switch
Evil that was always on Sue’s mind
Darkness with no lighted moon in having people think in being blind
But within their own subconscious being sublime
It was in the Old Craven’s house
There was nothing moving, but some lonely mouse
This was the house where Sue dwelled
But as the hour glass turns, it was her wizardry being the tell
Sue was in no way related to previous owners of the house
But some considered her to be a spouse
Spouse or not but mysterious indeed
But please allow me to continue to proceed
Sue lived in the Craven’s house all alone
Why she did in the house wasn’t really known
It wasn’t until a fierce stormy night where spirits were seen disembarking from the Craven’s house
The lightening provided the video screen, and the thunder of evil in what it all could mean
Loud moans and a witch’s ***
Eerie emotions that would be definitely hitting the spot
Sue was pursuing she was a witch
But having no music not needing any pitch
Spells that would tell forgetfulness like a drift of a well
A night of breathless life
Mythical or fiction
The fact remains this was a condition
The unspoken word that was never ever told
Her powers were like a curse from hell
To many doubters, it was a thought of oh well
It was Sue’s forces combatting the evil from within
It was a moment of revenge
But it was no tricks being treats
It was becoming a night that won’t be entirely complete
Heaven holding the answer and hell being the firer ashes
Sue raised her hands to fight the Heavenly skies
But her fate that wasn’t really thinking wise
A lightening bolt having full charge
Sue was struck and died instantly
She was later placed in a grave only known as Sue
The evil was finally over
But did it really come to an end
Hidden spirits vow to come back on the hour of when
Sue’s grave reads, “ Hell has become my home, but I will return to once again roam”
Hell opened her gates, and sue became the fate
But the hour had come, but was it too late
Sue’s last name having no word
You now know and have heard
Utterance having a patient silence
Light guided by the moon, and darkness remembered as only a forever gloom.