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

Aspiration of a Garden

Leather gloves tossed aside

Hard day’s work incomplete

Moistened with the nights dew

Soon to dry from sun’s heat

Garden grows to the beat

Tossing rocks, pulling weeds

Enhance the herbs to grow

Maintain the garden’s needs

Bask amongst the beauty

Trowel, spade, rake and hoes

Beneath a sky of blue

In the garden straight rows

Leather gloves tossed aside

Forecasting chores at hand

The work is never done

Beautifying the land

The Twelve

The twelve apostles whom Jesus chose

A lowly bunch through His teachings rose

Amongst them a tax collector and two fishermen

Dropping all of their goals to follow One Man

Sent out to preach the Word of God

Hung out with Jesus, twelve peas in a pod

They cast out demons and healed the weak

Said it was Jesus the crowds should seek

These twelve were to be His closest of friends

Judas Iscariot has a strategy which offends

Silver won over in the garden of hyssop

With a kiss on the cheek He gave Jesus up

Arrested our King and put on a cross

Friends went from twelve to eleven - no loss

Judas put silver above our Lord

Then hung from a tree, feelings deplored

That is the story of the twelve who were inspired

One thought he was better, and ended up fired.

So don’t ever get too big for your britches

Be careful what you do with all of your riches.

Twelve is a number important you see

One plus two equals the Trinity.

9-1-1 Remember When

9-1-1 something we should never forget.  When people ask if you remember what you were doing when it happened, the chances are good that you do.   

I do too, but I choose to remember better things.

I remember when life was not so hectic

Scrapped knees were bandaged with antiseptic

White picket fences and fresh cut grass

My mind reminisces of things in the past

The feel of the air after a summer rainstorm

A kiss from a boy after junior prom

The smell of puppies’ breath and a red pick-up truck

A walk down memory lane and my mind gets stuck

Canada mints and warm fuzzy socks

A walk on the beach finding treasure in rocks

Drive in movies and high school football games

Weekends spent milking cows with Uncle James

Laying in a meadow of clover was fine

My memory goes back time after time

Rainbows and peepers on a hot summer night

Tractor trailer trucks and puffy clouds of white

A starfish a hummingbird hot apple pie

These are some things that make me sigh

Flip flops and fireflies the whippoorwill song

Memories of the past now long gone

Geese flying over a sunrise in the spring

The scent of a campfire, a rope-tire swing

Finding a handwritten letter in the mailbox

Watching in a field, babies and mama fox

Camping next to a woodstove with a good book

Just one of the things for granted I took

Marshmallows in hot chocolate, eye kisses under a weeping willow tree

When I remember when, these are the things that come to me

The Porch Swing

The Porch Swing

Gaze at the porch swing

A rustic old thing

I rest in the seat

Elevate my feet

I become sedate

All my troubles wait

Nothing else matters

Rain when it patters

Is like a sing song

Nothing can go wrong

Warm breeze on my face

Far from the rat race

A glass of red wine

With dinner, I dine

Life is attitude

For final prelude

Who Will You Elect?

Rising Cost of Gas Ballard

 (sing to Beverly Hillbillies Ballard)

Hark and hear my story ‘bout the bad economy,

President Obama says, “I have a remedy.”

I got it all covered and don’t you fret it,

Vote me back in office; to you I’ll be indebted.

Emperor, Mogul, Governor

We’re out one day filling up the tank,

Uprising prices are draining the bank.

Next think you know our credit card is spent;

Need to sell the luxury ride, even with the dent.

426, Big Block, Super Bee

Put it in the paper, sold our pleasure ride,

Buyer got a deal, we said good bye to pride.

What can you do but take it all in stride?

Y’all come out and vote now,

And be sure not to hide.

It’s the cost of gas increasing now,

Ethanol is what they call it
Corn, Petroleum

Y’all come vote now, ya he’ar?

Myrtle the Turtle

There is a turtle

Her name is Myrtle

She makes the dogs bark

Long after it gets dark

I’m thinking about soup

But it might taste like poop

I moved Myrtle once today

But she came back to play

Don’t know why she’s hanging ‘round

In the big doggy playground

I’m gonna get a great big pot

And heat the water up wicked hot

I’ll pretend that it’s a lobster

I can kill just like a mobster

TCO will ask, “What’s to eat?”

I’ll respond, “A special treat.”

Potatoes, carrots and Guinness Brew

Homemade dumplings with turtle stew.

YUM YUM!