Her favorite pastime as a child Was turning the crank On a small metal box Causing the song "Pop goes the Weasel" to play As Jack The Jester Popped out from inside
She had no time as a little girl To prance around in beauty pageants Because she was too busy Being a prankster Pulling prank after prank On spoiled little boys
Growing up, she always knew She wanted to be a professional clown Because she was superb At entertaining people With her outrageous behavior
When I first met her She told me, she lived on a farm But she didn't tell me It was a funny farm
She loves to read the newspaper But the funnies Is the only section she reads
She cracks me up When we go shopping Because she always tries To buy things with her funny money
What I like most about my funny girl Is that, whenever I am sad She lets me tickle her funny bone So that my soul can enjoy Hearing her heart-pleasing laughter
David Hightower’s lyrically expansive meditation on the whims of fate and the unpredictability of the human condition fill the pages of THE HANGING MAN DREAMS with thrilling music and mesmerizing imagery. Hightower’s richly infused voice echoes the e
This book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
the dominant thoughts occupying my mind during the early morning hours of a given
day.
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It is a "funny girl" that fills the heart and soul with joy, love and laughter. A most warm and endearing write Ron.
warm hugs
Elga
Paul;-)
Reindeer
Take care,
Sherry
Very fine romantic humor, a joy to read!
Love,
Eileen
Love Tink Tinka