Let me tell you a story
From a time gone by
The tale of a greedy butcher
And a pig that could fly

In the little village of Piddle Brook
There lived a butcher named Mr.Ham
He was bearded, bulky, and a belcher
And was rumored to eat his own toe jam

A lover of all meat
Pork,beef,duck,chicken, and mutton
All this gorger did was eat
He was a professional glutton

But Mr.Ham’s appetite was not satisfied
He longed for some thick greasy bacon
Just a few strips, nicely fried
Served with pickled daikon

He peeked through his window
And with one beady eye
Spotted his neighbors hog
And pictured a flaky pork pie

His mouth watered
"What a delicious midnight snack!"
"I will barbecue,braise and fry her"
"But first I will launch my attack"

"Oh but I shan’t become a thief!"
"T’was only a whim!"
But Mr.Ham’s thin scruples vanished
His growling belly got the better of him

He grabbed a pitchfork
And the hefty hooligan set out
He advanced on the sleeping hog
And grabbed her by the snout

Her piggy eyes shot open
And in a flash
She darted past the butcher
And ran past the fence in a dash

Mr.Ham bellowed in rage
And waddled after the beast
But the pig was too quick
Yet Mr.Ham never ceased

And so the chase continued
A wild game of cat and mouse
They ran through the streets
Row upon row,house after house

Finally the swine was cornered
The escaped pig let out a squeal
And great feathery wings sprouted from her back
Said the pig “Thou shalt not steal”

And with one final snort
Two leaps and a hop
The winged sow flew away
And Mr. Ham collapsed with a plop

"I suppose it was a sign from above"
Mr.Ham sighed with defeat
From then on the rotund carnivore
Gave up on eating meat

It's about fashion, fabric and one of the most fantastic days in a couple's life.

For the fifth year, the MTSU Department of Human Sciences and Oaklands Mansion are partners in presenting "Wedding Dresses through the Decades." The exhibit is slated for Sunday, Jan. 10, through Sunday, March 6, at the mansion, 900 N. Maney Ave. in Murfreesboro.

"We are building a tradition that links generations," said Deborah Belcher, chair of the human sciences department. "The historic details and family stories are exquisite, heartwarming and engaging."

A broad diversity of styles in the exhibit represents the changing tastes and mores of American society.

"The Textiles, Merchandising and Design program at MTSU maintains a 750-plus piece collection of historic garments, and we'll have four of our wedding gowns on display," said Teresa King, a professor in the human sciences department.

Those four gowns are from the years 1860, 1891, 1900 and 1912. Overall, the display includes wedding dresses from 1947 through today, including the 2008 gown of WSMV-TV anchor/reporter Demetria Kalodimos, an original design by Rosie Woodruff of Textile Fabrics in Nashville.

"The TXMD program also offers a course entitled 'History of Fashion,' which introduces students to the study of garments and accessories throughout history," said King. "Students will have the opportunity to visit the Oaklands wedding gown exhibit and see history unfold as told from a bridal history perspective."

In addition, King said students from the "Fashion Illustration" course have visited previous exhibits and sketched original renditions of wedding gowns from various periods.

"Both experiences allow students to apply the knowledge gained from these TXMD courses," King said.

In addition, items from the MTSU collection will be on display in windows in the Learning Resources Center and the Ellington Human Sciences Building on campus beginning in mid-January after students return for the spring 2016 semester.

These garments will include two dresses from the 1970s and a man's suit and a woman's suit from the 1940s.

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My town.
a lonely place
full of the drunk
and the depressed

the fat belcher
coming home from the bar
at 11pm
rambling nonsense and nothings
to the moon and stars
because no one ever listens anymore

teenagers walking
down cobbled streets
at midnight
thinking about how easy
it would be to disappear
because no one misses them yet

the party-hards
blaring music through windows
at 1 in the morning
to distract themselves
from the monsters in their head
because the sound is an antidote

and the observers, like me
who sit and watch
at every hour of every night
and see the nooks and crevices
in this broken little town
and here we sit
typing away our little report
of the drunk and the depressed

we're not like them, no.
we can't be.
not in this
lonely
little
town.

I wait for you absent doubt that you will show up.

However, no matter how badly I want it, you won’t appear in my time nor
I in your time, but we will unite when it is finally our time.

We both have adjustments to make before our pieces will fit together

Until then, my mind interprets my heart’s vernacular but the words remain unspoken.

They are saved words never to be verbalized, yet they will be heard clearly from my actions, heard clearly by glancing through my eyes and heard clearly in my touch when our time comes.

What words do I save??

I will confuse you and excite you with my touch, because when I touch you anywhere, you will feel it everywhere.

What words do I save??

I will kiss you so passionately and so gently that you will have to grow extra hairs just so they too can stand up and salute the general who is sharing a mastery of his craft.

What words do I save??

I am not your friend. I am that guy who will grip you weak and support you as your legs fail while I manifest of your sexuality.

What words do I save??

Like the Belcher’s Sea Snake, my kiss will be the most paralyzing venom that will ever enter your system.

What words do I save??

I want my mere existence to break the glass box that houses your understanding. If it does not, I don’t deserve you yet.

What words do I save??

Keeping you and I apart will be life’s biggest regret.

Im sure going to miss you Jimmy Lee Belcher

"Tomorrow" has become a word everyone of us use on a regular basis. "Ill do it tomorrow" "ill say it tomorrow" ill see you tomorrow" . But for some of us tomorrow never comes. And i sit here thinking did i ever tell him how much i appreciate him. Or how much i value our friendship. Did i ever tell him that i missed him when he wasnt around? I wanted to. But i told myself ill do it later tomorrow perhaps. Well his tomorrow never came. So now im sitting here thinking if i had just 5 more minutes with him i could tell him everything. But i dont have 5 more minutes. So now im beating myself up hoping he knew what would have taken only 5 minutes to say😔