Another day
      has slipped away,
and in that time,
      the choice was mine.
To make the world, more bright.
      doing what, I know is right.
Did I cause, someone to smile,
      did I go that extra mile.
Was I quick to lend a hand,
       was I forgiving of my fellow man.
If I failed yesterday,
       may I succeed, if I get "another day."

(This poem can be sung to the melody of "Frosty the Snowman," by Steve Nelson and Walter Rollins.)

Manchin the no-man
Is as proud as he can be
When he kills a bill that would help fulfill
A plan for you and me.

Manchin the no-man
Thinks that he is on a roll.
But you wonder whom he's beholden to
And to whom he's sold his soul.

There must be something going on
That makes him act this way
And has progressives reeling as
He makes his power play.

Manchin the no-man
Thinks that he is being strong
When he acts as though he's a friend, but no,
He just strings us all along.

Manchin the no-man
Is a man who's out of touch
With what people feel has great appeal.
He says, No, it costs too much.

A bill that helps all families
Should be a worthy cause,
Along with one for voters' rights,
But Manchin shouts out "Pause!"

Manchin the no-man
Sadly glories in his ruse.
As he jerks us all around and shares
His nonsense on Fox News.

Manchin the no-man
Is a person we can't trust.
He'll sit back and gloat as he casts his vote
For a bill to bite the dust.

Bumpity-bump-bump, bumpity-bump-bump…
Watch as he says NO!
Bumpity-bump-bump, bumpity-bump-bump…
Manchin has to go.

-by Bob B (12-20-21)

°Joe Manchin, U.S. senator from West Virginia

Leaving the forest in an enlightened mood,

A hemlock root did intrude.

Sending me crashing upon my knee.

And the crow flew away mocking me.

I WANT TO SPEND CHRISTMAS AT MICKEY'S HOUSE THIS YEAR.

I WANT TO STROLL DOWN MAIN STREET, EATING A CHOCOLATE EAR.

I WANT TO RIDE ON DUMBO, CLIMB IN ROBINSON'S TREE.

I WANT TO SPEND CHRISTMAS AT MICKEY'S HOUSE WON'T SOMEONE PLEASE TAKE ME.

IF I MUST SPEND MY HOLIDAY IN THE MOUNTAINS, PLEASE MAKE IT SPACE OR SPLASH.

I'LL HOLD MY ARMS ABOVE MY HEAD, AND SMILE FOR THE CAMERAS FLASH.

I'LL SEARCH FOR HIDDEN MICKEY'S WHILE I STAND IN LINE.

OH' WHEN IS THE THREE O'CLOCK PARADE, I MUST BE THERE ON TIME.

I WANT TO SPEND CHRISTMAS AT MICKEY'S HOUSE THIS YEAR.

I WANT TO STROLL DOWN MAIN STREET EATING A CHOCOLATE EAR.

I WANT TO RIDE IN A TEACUP, DID THOSE PIRATE'S GET THAT KEY?

I WANT TO SPEND CHRISTMAS AT MICKEY'S HOUSE WON'T SOMEONE PLEASE TAKE ME!

IF I GO ON A CRUISE, IN THE FRIENDLY JUNGLE, LET IT BE,

AND LATER HAVE A PALE GREEN GHOST, SITTING NEXT TO ME.

I WANT TO SPEND CHRISTMAS WITH THE PRESIDENTS IN THEIR HALL,

AND MY FAVORITE FRIENDS, MICKEY, GOOFY, DONALD, AND THEM ALL.

I WANT TO SPEND CHRISTMAS AT MICKEY'S HOUSE THIS YEAR.

I WANT TO STROLL DOWN MAIN STREET EATING A CHOCOLATE EAR.

I WANT TO RIDE A SPORTS CAR, LISTEN TO A STORM IN THE OLD TIKI.

I WANT TO SPEND CHRISTMAS AT MICKEY'S HOUSE THIS YEAR, WON'T SOMEONE PLEASE PLEASE TAKE ME!!

IF NO ONE WILL TAKE ME, I'LL HIDE IN SANTA'S SLEIGH.

HE'S ALWAYS IN THE CHRISTMAS PARADE, SO HE MUST BE ON HIS WAY.

I KNOW I WILL GET THERE, IF I HAVE TO RUN, WALK, OR CRAWL.

I WILL PROVE TO EVERYONE, IT'S A SMALL WORLD AFTER ALL.

I WANT TO SPEND CHRISTMAS AT MICKEY'S HOUSE THIS YEAR.

I WANT TO STROLL DOWN MAIN STREET EATING A CHOCOLATE EAR.

OH' PLEASE MOM AND DAD, WHAT'S GRAMMA'S AND GRAMPA'S NUMBER, MAYBE UNCLE DONNIE'S, OR AUNT KATHY'S.

I WANT TO SPEND CHRISTMAS AT MICKEY'S HOUSE WON'T SOMEONE PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, TAKE ME!!!

Oh, to think that it would happen on Christmas Day.  

1. When she opened the ring box, what would she say?

2. I'd be pulling guard duty in a land, far away.

3. The locks have been changed, I have nowhere to stay.

4. I'd actually be riding, in a one horse open sleigh.

5. The snow made a Christmas card out of the bay.

As I begin my poem, holding my pen,
I realize when I finish. I'll be older than I've ever been.

Is this really the best way to spend my time.
Trying to connect to another, with my rhyme.

Perhaps the worst thing that I really do,
is stealing the finite time, that belongs to you.

Oh, the  size of my inflated ego.
To do this insult, to someone, I don't even know.

For this I hope you'll forgive my sin.
For now, you're older than you've ever been.

Though I'm gone, I couldn't stay.
You can bring me back any day,
Meet me in your mind, and
we can play.