"Thank you Eddie for inspiring me to do this...after I received "Three Trees" posted in My Blog's...not related but something about it striked my funnybone"
There are three little boogers at Authorden
Running up and down with their pen
One sings high…the other two low
And time and again
They will give some one a go
They call themselves
The Three-Tea-Team
“T” for Tinky…
“E” for Eddie and
“A” for Andy
Tinky-Eddie-Andy boogers of the den
Like to share a cup or ten… and make a plan
But they are three little “sweethearts”… of the den
That remained good friends time and time again
They will give you a high…
And sometimes make you cry
But always try to satisfy
With a smile on the lips
A tear in the eye
And some with hands on the hips
Three good living souls they are
Two noble knights
And one lady fair...he-he-he...yeah right
Always ready for some mischief of some kind
Drawn like a leaf to a waterwheel
They are drawn to have fun, fun, fun
And even take the plunge so wild
Screaming and laughing on the other side
Alone with their own life far apart
But very close at heart
The Three-Tea-Team
Tinky-Eddie-Andy
Will never grow apart
They are a mean team at heart
Ain’t that smart??
HUH??
LOL!!
Only you, my friend could write with such
wit and humour, and from a heart of gold
to match.
Warm hugs and love
Elga
Reviewed by Thomas Lanechanger (Reader)
Reviewed on August 31, 2004
Tinks, this is a hilarious well-penned tribute to your friendship, which is making me crack up …lol. Will you guys stop acting like monkeys and get down off the railing before some one falls into the abyss …lol. Great stuff my friend. Loved it! Thanks for sharing it. Take care and be well.
Always thought of Eddie as a booger, the kind I pull out of my nose, a green skanky long one, but I will reserve judgement on Andy and Tinka, as they are both crazier than he, want to keep my teeth, or whats left of them...ed
Oops!! Your sense of humor is showing Tinka and seems you've partnered it well with two really Good Guys of poetry. May you all keep adding to the many smiles you give. Thank you.
Susan
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Beyond funny ... first-rate poetic write my friend - absolutely sensational!!
Best wishes,
Robert
Only you, my friend could write with such
wit and humour, and from a heart of gold
to match.
Warm hugs and love
Elga
Peter
william ....peace
TRASK
"Tinky-Eddie-Andy - boogers of the den"
And a most profound poem this is!!
"Always ready for some mischief of some kind"
Just Give the Word, Tinky!
And I'm assuming that I'm the one on the right - the one checking myself for fleas!!
Susan
:)
SueB
hee hee--love it when you're in a silly mood
(((HUGS))) and love, karla.
adorable poem! :) awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in america, karen lynn in texas. :D
a lovely story of a real friendship.