Friends Forever?

I remember awhile back,

I used to have a very best friend.

She was there to cheer me up 

I thought the friendship would never end. 

Now this term friend I had to ponder

In my mind I let it wander

It’s the unexpected places

In unpredicted faces

Where one will saunter

And a friend that we will find.

When I was young

And in grade school

One friend I had

And thought was cool.

But grade school changed

To junior high

Her parents re-arranged

So I said good-bye.

Another friend came along

And took the place of she,

But it wouldn’t be too long

Before I would finally see

That her motives were all wrong

And she wasn’t a friend to me.

She used me for her personal gain

And took my friendship all in vain

Someone else had more than me

So she moved up in society

One more friend I gave my heart

Love at first sight from the start

But we were young it wasn’t right

He joined the army, gone one night

A lesson hard, a lesson learned

Then in a job a friend I earned

This friend who said that I could trust

Shame on me it was all for lust

I was fired and he moved on

The friends I had were now all gone

Another job I did pursue

Working hard without issue

A different job, more so called friends

Staying late to make amends

It worked out for awhile

But then my friends were in denial

They drained my heart and my soul

Cleaned my thoughts just like a bowl

I had to leave and get away

Who needs a friend anyway?

What Came First? The Chicken or The Egg?

Why did the chicken cross the road?

ERNEST HEMINGWAY: To die in the rain, alone.

Thought we should build us a grand chicken coop

Besides, gardens thrive with fresh poultry poop

Cute little farm, chickie’s don’t get attached

So fuzzy and cuddly when they are hatched

Watch where you’re walking when out tossing feed

Biddies go “POP!’ if stepped on, yes indeed.

Roosters grow into big cock attitudes,

Only keep one of these male fortitudes

Eggs arrive when the hens start their laying

Way better than store bought, I’m just sayin’

A chicken lays an egg once every day

She can’t lay no more ‘cuz she’s made that way

Quite the process to see how the eggs vent

That’s what farmer’s call where the egg is spent

Friends came to visit one hot afternoon

Asked us quite quizzically, “Wha’ch’y’all doin’?

Said, “We’re watching a chicken lay an egg.”

We’ll have nog later sprinkled with nutmeg.

She gave a frown, said, “I don’t understand,”

“These chickens they run around in the sand!”

Gave her a look of confusion and doubt,

“Tell me, dear, where do you think eggs come out?”

Poor girl was dumbfounded right from the start

“Well, I thought eggs all came from the Wal-mart!”



Tombstone

The Crystal Palace on Allen Street

Home of the saloon for cowboys to meet

To get a frosty beverage in a jar

Have some loving and maybe a cigar

Marshal Virgil Earp’s headquarters on the second floor,

Many a shady character he entertained here before

Virgil had three brothers; Wyatt, Morgan and James

James wasn’t into the three brother’s games.

One place called The Bird Cage Theatre just down a ways

Where the stage held many respectable plays

Quite legendary in Tombstone you soon shall see,

A considerable number visited frequently

Down in the cellar of the “bird in a gilded cage”

Held many a card game sometimes ending in rage

One thousand in poker chips to take a seat

And play against top card sharks with hopes to defeat

Doc Holiday the dentist turned gunfighter-gambler

Wandering from town to town like a lonesome rambler

Big Nose Kate Fisher soon became his consort

His sweet soft Hungarian devil he did escort

One night came a group adorned in red sashes

Looking to win and take all of the money stashes

Big Minnie Mignon took two bits from each cowboy

For the alcove and a girl inside was just a decoy

Playing up against the great gamblers around

When the card playing got hot no one made a sound

Johnny Ringo passed cards to his buddy Curly Bill

After that everything else went fast down hill

Those cowboys they drank a lot of mescal

That started the gunfight at the O.K. Corral

Five members of the Clanton-McLaury gang shot

Tombstone in history a real tourist hot spot