hows everyone doing???? good i hope. just stopping by to add some pics of my man & i!!!!
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Wednesday, March 25, 2009
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hows everyone doing???? good i hope. just stopping by to add some pics of my man & i!!!!
PICS TAKEN ON 3-25-2009
hows everyone doing???? good i hope. just stopping by to add some pics of my man & i!!!!
PICS TAKEN ON 3-25-2009
Sunday, January 4, 2009
The Castle By Shel Silverstein Pg. 171
It’s the fabulous castle of Now.
You can walk in and wander about,
But it’s so very thin,
Once you are, then you’ve been--
And soon as you’re in, you’re out.
You can walk in and wander about,
But it’s so very thin,
Once you are, then you’ve been--
And soon as you’re in, you’re out.
In The Land Of... By Shel Silverstein Pg. 170
In the land of Listentoemholler
Steaks cost a nickel but the tax is a dollar.
How’d you like to live in Listentoemholler?
In the land of Wailinanweepin’
You work for free and get paid for sleepin’.
How’d you like to live in Wailinanweepin’?
In the land of Ragsanpatches
The men have babies and the ladies have mustaches.
How’d you like to live in Ragsanpatches?
In the land of Muglywugly
You got to be a movie star if you’re ugly
And your nose is knobby and your eyes are bugly
And your neck is snugly and your arms are hugly.
Let’s all go live in Muglywugly
Steaks cost a nickel but the tax is a dollar.
How’d you like to live in Listentoemholler?
In the land of Wailinanweepin’
You work for free and get paid for sleepin’.
How’d you like to live in Wailinanweepin’?
In the land of Ragsanpatches
The men have babies and the ladies have mustaches.
How’d you like to live in Ragsanpatches?
In the land of Muglywugly
You got to be a movie star if you’re ugly
And your nose is knobby and your eyes are bugly
And your neck is snugly and your arms are hugly.
Let’s all go live in Muglywugly
Crazy Dream By Shel Silverstein Pg. 168
Last night I had a crazy dream
That I was teachin school.
My teachers had turned into kids,
And I laid down the rules.
I gave ‘em a hundred hist’ry books
To memorize each night,
And made ‘em read ‘em on their heads
Without turnin’ on the light.
I sent ‘em on a field trip
To the outskirts of Mongolia,
And gave ‘em an overnight assignment
To grow a twenty-foot purple magnolia.
I asked ‘em how many awful grades
Can cause how many tears?
And if they got one answer wrong,
I just hung ‘em up by their ears.
And when they talked or laughed in class,
I pinched ‘em ‘til they cried
Louder and louder--’til I woke up
Feelin’ very satisfied.
That I was teachin school.
My teachers had turned into kids,
And I laid down the rules.
I gave ‘em a hundred hist’ry books
To memorize each night,
And made ‘em read ‘em on their heads
Without turnin’ on the light.
I sent ‘em on a field trip
To the outskirts of Mongolia,
And gave ‘em an overnight assignment
To grow a twenty-foot purple magnolia.
I asked ‘em how many awful grades
Can cause how many tears?
And if they got one answer wrong,
I just hung ‘em up by their ears.
And when they talked or laughed in class,
I pinched ‘em ‘til they cried
Louder and louder--’til I woke up
Feelin’ very satisfied.
Stork Story By Shel Silverstein Pg. 166-167
You know the stork bring babies,
But did you also know
He comes and get the older folks
When it’s their time to go?
Zooms right down and scoops them up,
Then flaps back out the door
And flies them to the factory where
They all were made before.
And there their skin is tightened up,
Their muscles all are toned,
Their wrinkles all are ironed out,
They’re given brand-new bones.
Ol’ bent backs are straightened up,
New teeth are added too,
Tired hearts are all repaired
And made to work like new.
Their memories are all removed
And they’re shrunk down, and then
The stork flies them back down to earth
As newborn babies again.
But did you also know
He comes and get the older folks
When it’s their time to go?
Zooms right down and scoops them up,
Then flaps back out the door
And flies them to the factory where
They all were made before.
And there their skin is tightened up,
Their muscles all are toned,
Their wrinkles all are ironed out,
They’re given brand-new bones.
Ol’ bent backs are straightened up,
New teeth are added too,
Tired hearts are all repaired
And made to work like new.
Their memories are all removed
And they’re shrunk down, and then
The stork flies them back down to earth
As newborn babies again.
Hungry Kid Island By Shel Silverstein Pg. 165
Oh, I’m goin’ to Hungry Kid Island,
Way out in the shimmerin’ sea.
There’s probably hungry kids out there
Who’ll share my lunch with me.
But why call it Hungry Kid Island?
There’s no kids around that I see,
So I’m goin’ to Hungry Kid Island
To solve this mystery.
Way out in the shimmerin’ sea.
There’s probably hungry kids out there
Who’ll share my lunch with me.
But why call it Hungry Kid Island?
There’s no kids around that I see,
So I’m goin’ to Hungry Kid Island
To solve this mystery.
The Former Foreman's Story By Shel Silverstein Pg. 163
We had to demolish the Johnson’s old house.
I brought in the bulldozers, shovels, and cranes.
We tore off the shingles, we banged in the walls,
We knocked down the chimney, we tore up the drains,
We smashed in the windows, we ripped out the bell,
We cut down the rafters, we sawed up the floor,
We dug up the basement--then somebody yelled,
“Hey, the Johnsons don’t live there--they live next door.”
(Maybe that’s the reason I‘m not foreman anymore.)
I brought in the bulldozers, shovels, and cranes.
We tore off the shingles, we banged in the walls,
We knocked down the chimney, we tore up the drains,
We smashed in the windows, we ripped out the bell,
We cut down the rafters, we sawed up the floor,
We dug up the basement--then somebody yelled,
“Hey, the Johnsons don’t live there--they live next door.”
(Maybe that’s the reason I‘m not foreman anymore.)
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