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Poetry Month, Day 6 - Discombobulated

Today's word - Discombobulated - was given to me by my cousin-out-law, Tamara! I'm not sure if she chose that because it fits me to a tea or not - but it does!  





DiscombobulatedIt seems that I am obligatedto rhyme with discombobulated
So, now I have - my work is doneI'm off to have a little fun!
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Poetry Month, Day 5 - Gamble

My friend Sibby gave me today's word - Gamble.  It's a great word for today because I was just making plans to go to Las Vegas for the American Library Association Conference!  And, the last time I was in Vegas, I was with Sibby - and Jean and Patti!  And, I just went to a casino last week with Sibby and Patti!  Well, here goes nothing - I hope it's a winner!!




Gamble
Some people go to Las Vegas to ambleand people-watch - man what a trip.
Some people go to Las Vegas to scrambleto hit every joint on the strip.
Me? I just go to Las Vegas to gamble,I stay 'til I've lost every chip!



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Gamble

My friend Sibby gave me today's word - Gamble.  It's a great word for today because I was just making plans to go to Las Vegas for the American Library Association Conference!  And, the last time I was in Vegas, I was with Sibby - and Jean and Patti!  And, I just went to a casino last week with Sibby and Patti!  Well, here goes nothing - I hope it's a winner!!


Gamble
Some people go to Las Vegas to ambleand people-watch - man what a trip.
Some people go to Las Vegas to scrambleto hit every joint on the strip.
Me? I just go to Las Vegas to gamble,I stay 'til I've lost every chip!



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Poetry Month, Day 4 - Platypus

Today's word, Platypus, was suggested by T. J. Shay, music teacher extraordinaire!!  I wrote it at the end of a very long day, so I hope you'll be forgiving!! 
Found on www.funnyjunk.com

Platypus I feel just like a platypus,A mixed up mess indeed!I feel just like an octopuswith more arms than I need!
I never seem to fit the mold.Instead, I always break it.Although I try, I'm uncontrolled.Normalcy?  
I'll fake it! 

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Platypus

Today's word, Platypus, was suggested by T. J. Shay, music teacher extraordinaire!!  I wrote it at the end of a very long day, so I hope you'll be forgiving!! 
Found on www.funnyjunk.com

Platypus I feel just like a platypus,A mixed up mess indeed!I feel just like an octopuswith more arms than I need!
I never seem to fit the mold.Instead, I always break it.Although I try, I'm uncontrolled.Normalcy?  
I'll fake it! 

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Poetry Month, Day 3 - Cantaloupe

Today's word came from my friend, Joanna Marple - thanks (I think)!



Cantaloupe My mother brought a baby homeIt looks a little weird. It's sort of like a garden gnomeOf course, without the beard.
Its head's shaped like a cantaloupe,its skin looks like a prune.It smells just like some stinky soap. I hope it's leaving soon!

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Cantaloupe

Today's word came from my friend, Joanna Marple - thanks (I think)!



Cantaloupe My mother brought a baby homeIt looks a little weird. It's sort of like a garden gnomeOf course, without the beard.
Its head's shaped like a cantaloupe,its skin looks like a prune.It smells just like some stinky soap. I hope it's leaving soon!

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Poetry Month, Day 2 - Equlibrium

For day two of Poetry Month, I used the word, Equilibrium, given to me by my awesome writer friend, Erik.  I'm still not really feeling it but I want to follow through on this - I'm just going to apologize in advance if it stinks!
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Equilibrium
I've lost my equilibrium.There's too much on my plate.I'm feeling some deliriumI'm really in a state.
I have to let a few things goBut which ones could I lose?They're equally important, so,It's way too hard to choose.I think I ought to organize,  I need to make a plan. And if I can prioritize,I'll say, "I think I can!"

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Equlibrium

For day two of Poetry Month, I used the word, Equilibrium, given to me by my awesome writer friend, Erik.  I'm still not really feeling it but I want to follow through on this - I'm just going to apologize in advance if it stinks!
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Equilibrium
I've lost my equilibrium.There's too much on my plate.I'm feeling some deliriumI'm really in a state.
I have to let a few things goBut which ones could I lose?They're equally important, so,It's way too hard to choose.
I think I ought to organize,  I need to make a plan. And if I can prioritize,I'll say, "I think I can!"

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For Chuck

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mso-fareast-font-family:"ＭＳ 明朝"; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} .MsoChpDefault {mso-style-type:export-only; mso-default-props:yes; font-family:Cambria; mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family:"ＭＳ 明朝"; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;} @page WordSection1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.WordSection1 {page:WordSection1;} </style></div><span style="font-family: Arial;">I was supposed to use the word Equilibrium in my poem today, but I’ve saved that for tomorrow.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">  </span>An old college friend of mine passed away <span style="font-family: Arial;">last night</span>, at much too young an age!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">  </span>I didn’t feel like writing a silly poem today.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">  Instead</span>, I wrote the following poem for my friend, Chuck.</span><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">You graduate from college, leaving treasured friends behind.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">You keep them in your heart and yet, they fade out from your mind.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">From time to time you’ll hear their names and memories rush in.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">But then your life gets busy and they fade away again.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">We think we’ll always have more time, to spend with our old friends.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">We put off making phone calls; we write notes we never send.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">It’s been years since I last saw you - though, at times, it feels like days.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">And it broke my heart to hear the news - that you had passed away.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">The wounds of time and distance have left scars upon my heart.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">I hope memories will heal them, even though we’re far apart</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial;">To say you were my favorite guy at Mac may sound trite or insincere, but it's the truth.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">  </span>You truly were the sweetest, most genuine guy there – and nobody made me laugh the way you did – especially with your Jewish old man impression!</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial;">I wish I had said all these things to you sooner - before you passed away - before you got sick - before three decades had passed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">  </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I loved you, Chuck Bernard!</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gg41ZpQtoBQ..." imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gg41ZpQtoBQ..." height="400" width="255" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My roommate was the editor of the yearbook and I swiped this from her files :-) </div>