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Valentine’s Day

Valentine’s is a day for love.

Cupid’s arrow shot from above.

Gifts and chocolates have become a part,

Flowers and cards there from the start.

Presents are great, but let’s be real,

They don’t show the love you feel.

The depth of the love in your heart,

Can’t be held in a shopping cart.

Shopping cart or flower-filled vase,

The love shines brighter on your face.

Whether you love a girl or a boy,

Show them your love, don’t be coy.

Spend Valentine’s Day with your honey,

Love is so much more than money.

Super Bowl Party

The Super Bowl is here today,

A fun filled day is on its way.

Long before the parties start,

Snacks are piled upon bench and cart.

The pizza ordered, the wings cooked,

The cheesy bread won’t be overlooked.

Everyone gathers at your place,

A friendly smile on every face.

They all wonder which team will lose,

Asking you who you did choose.

Your dad starts a Super Bowl pool,

Collecting money from every fool.

You put your money into the pot,

Then check to see which block you got.

The pre-game begins on tv,

You sit down right next to me.

I no longer care which team wins,

With you this close, my head spins.

I try concentrating upon the game,

Finally knowing you feel the same.

I feel your hand within mine,

I hold tight, our fingers entwine.

At halftime, we both watch with awe,

The show goes on without a flaw.

The game returns, our team behind,

Momentum now, we hope to find.

Our team rushes for a score,

The tension now is much more.

Their quarterback drops back to pass,

Our team knocks him on his ass.

The ball pops loose, rolls around,

Our player picks it off the ground.

He scores, and we take the lead,

That was just what we need.

Your hand is back in mine,

It makes me feel oh so fine.

Your hand fits mine just like a glove,

You are the one who I love.

The game is over, our team won,

The commercials were also fun.

From you, I steal one quick kiss,

The day was perfect, I couldn’t resist.

The time has come for me to go,

I pull you aside to let you know.

The Super Bowl was super fun,

Pizza and snacks for everyone.

Jokes and laughs all day long,

Everything right, nothing wrong.

You, though, made my day complete,

Time with you just can’t be beat.

The Super Bowl

The Super Bowl is here again,

And the parties will soon begin.

Pizza, snacks, and buffalo wings,

Garlic bread and cheesy things.

Some watch previews all day long,

Deciding who is right or wrong.

The game begins, we gather round,

Hoping our team holds their ground.

In between, the commercials run,

This year, they are loads of fun.

The halftime show is a blast,

Better than those in the past.

The second half starts out slow,

For right now the score is low.

The game is over, and we find,

The score for us is not unkind.

Not only did our team win,

We also won the pool we’re in.

The Super Bowl was quite a show,

We had lots of fun, this I know. 

The Old Lady

She sits and watches the world go by,

From the comfort of her chair.

The neighbors think she is a spy,

With wrinkled skin and greying hair.

She means no harm, she just stares,

At the people as they pass.

They all think that she cares,

If they step upon her grass.

She doesn’t care about those things,

Just watching people and the birds.

Sometimes she cries because it stings,

When people shout mean words.

One day a boy stopped to ask,

If there was anything he could do.

She asked him to perform a task,

Mow the lawn and rake it too.

The boy would visit all the time,

Sometimes just to talk.

Her lemonade spiked with lime,

For him, was worth the walk.

The boy was her only friend,

A fact that’s sad but true.

For her time is at an end,

And that made the boy so blue.

To this day. he does not know,

Why no one seemed to care.

Kindness, to her, they did not show,

And that was just not fair.

Every night the boy does pray,

That her happiness is great.

He hopes that now everyday,

She’s at peace beyond Heaven’s Gate.

New Sunrise

I’m cursed by Seven Infections from your Poison heart,

Your blue-eyed stare like an Ice Cold dart.

I’d Rather Fall than be Trapped in You,

By Your Side, all I see is the Colour blue.

Oh Baby, Your Energy is Unstoppable on the dance floor,

Pretty Sights all around, especially that Red Dress you wore.

I Ain’t Sure that Praying will save me this time,

I Still Want You, though you treat me like slime.

Then You Did your Usual trick,

And it hit me like a falling brick.

I’ve Changed but I Know You have not,

It can’t be About You, though I love you a lot.

I turn to go, and There She Is before my eyes,

You’re gone, but there will be a new Sunrise.

His Love

His bright eyes light me on fire.

Igniting my deepest desire.

His hand touches my face,

My heartbeat starts to race.

His hot breath on my skin,

Feels so good, it must be sin.

His body pressed to mine,

Makes me feel oh so fine.

His love devours my soul,

Finally making me feel whole.

The Big Baby

The big baby blimp flies through the sky,

Causing fake tears in the Orange Man’s eye.

Across London, it flies, to thunderous cheers,

While on Fox News, there’s nothing but jeers.

All around the globe, people know he’s a jerk,

Never a smile, but sometimes a smirk.

Why so many at home think he’s so great,

Some even think he was elected by fate.

But I think it’s better for me and you,

In 2020, if we turn Washington blue.