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\n Sports Fan\n
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\n I love baseball and football.
basketball, and hockey too.
Boxing, golf and wrestling,
but not as much as I love you.

Never think I put sports first.
You\u2019re more important to me.
Now bring me a drink & pretzels,
and get outta\u2019 the way of the TV!
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\n Sick Coincidence\n
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\n A funny thing about getting sick.
As near as I can tell,
it always seems to hit us
when we\u2019re not feeling well.
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\n Satan's Lures\n
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\n Satan loves the sport of fishing.
His tackle box filled with bait,
he goes out to the lake of life
to cast his line\u2026and wait.

The devil knows us, every one
and knows which lures to use.
In accordance with our weaknesses
he determines which to choose.

Dishonesty, *******,
pride, selfishness and hate.
False witness, greed, the list goes on..
The sin becomes the bait.

Many bite and are deceived.
And in a snap they\u2019re hooked.
They learn too late that Satan\u2019s bait
is not as it had looked.

Our Savior hopes we choose the right
for this life is our test;
and when we choose to follow Him
we truly will be blessed.

So feed on Heavenly Fathers words.
Great blessings will be yours,
as you watch and pray, and stay away
from Satan and his lures.
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\n My Two Timing Wife\n
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\n I have a two timing wife,
but I love her anyway.
She\u2019s sorry that she has
to have that name.
Sometimes she gets real mad,
and it really is quite sad
that she has to play
the old two timing game.

I find as I get older,
my hearing\u2019s getting worse.
I\u2019m always asking, \u201cwhat?\u201d
which brings her strife.
She repeats a second time,
in a louder voice sublime,
and that\u2019s why I call her
my two timing wife.
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\n Mother Nature\n
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\n Have you ever spent the hours
just gazing at the stars,
contemplating all the wonders
in this universe of ours?

The beauty of each flower.
Their fragrances we smell.
The magnificence of color,
and each intricate detail.

Have you looked out at the ocean
as waves crash to the shore,
and felt the awesome power
of it\u2019s great majestic roar?

The many colors of a rainbow
as it arc\u2019s across the sky,
almost takes my breath away.
Is it any wonder why?

Have you sat with one you love
to watch the falling sun,
spraying rays of reddish haze
to show the day is done.

All the beauty that surrounds us
in this world whereon we trod,
is not from \u201cMother\u201d nature,
but from our Father ... God.
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\n Lucky Rich Man\n
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\n I\u2019m the husband of a woman
married to a lucky man.
It\u2019s her desire to please him,
in every way she can.

No one\u2019s better as a cook,
her home is clean and neat.
All who know her love her
because she is so sweet.

How can one man be so lucky?
He\u2019s blessed without a doubt.
This woman who became his wife,
is beautiful, inside and out.

I know this man quite well,
and know how much he\u2019s worth.
If happiness were dollars,
he\u2019d be the richest man on earth!
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\n I Promise\n
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\n On this day, you and I
became husband and wife.
I promise I will love you
every moment of my life.

I promise to be faithful,
and  forever I\u2019ll be true.
There will never be another.
The only one for me is you.

Our love is everlasting.
Until death shall we part.
   Until I breathe my final breath,
I give to you, my heart.
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