I Wouldn't Live In A Haunted House
I wouldn't live in a haunted house;
It's something I just wouldn't do.
Not in creepy haunted house.
Not with me or even with you.
I wouldn't live in a haunted house;
It's something I just wouldn't do.
Not in creepy haunted house.
Not with me or even with you.
Jack comes every year to visit me,
And his grin just makes me smile.
Nearly toothless, he doesn't care.
He happily laughs all the while.
It's cold outside, but it's warm in my heart.
And the gray fall sky is His work of art.
Laden and low, quiet and still,
November is welcome, and my eyes drink their fill
Thank you! SO GLAD you enjoyed it! I think Thanksgiving is so underrated as a holiday, and I tried to put what it means to me into words...glad you appreciated it!!
in Spiritual Poems about Nature
I heard a soft sound, like wind through the trees,
But there was no wind, for the air was still,
And the forest stood waiting, silent and strong,
Trees standing guard as they always will.
in Funny Life Poems
You eat too much salt, the doctor said,
And your blood pressure's way over here in the red
You're way too fat, gotta cut back the food
Can't eat a thing that's tasty or good
in Home Poems
In the summer of '32
A little boy, 6 years old,
Separated from his Mama
In a five and ten-cent store,
(sung to the tune of "It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year") - with apologies to Andy Williams
It's the most fattening time of the year
There'll be pizza and dim sum, oh yes, please, I'll have some
Thanks for the laugh. I love your version of the song, and your clever lyrics fit perfectly. To me, it's especially funny because it is so relatable (sigh), and I think we have a similar...