My Pleasure

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“If it ain’t

a pleasure,

it ain’t

a poem.

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― William Carlos Williams

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Elfje:

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read

and write

compose the idea

make the words sing

poetry

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Haiku:

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spring blooms prolific

nature provides the pleasure

melted snow feeds brook

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Poem:

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twinkle, twinkle little star

nursery rhymes written from afar

how I wonder what you are

whose hand was caught in the cookie jar

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star light star bright

does heaven only come out at night

can all of my wishes come true tonight

simple pleasures our souls delight

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hickory dickory dock

everyone ran from the mouse in the clock

so glad the rodents don’t come in a flock

we’d cut off their tails with a tomahawk

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Old King Cole was a merry old soul

got lost while out taking an evening stroll

wonder if he knew about the black hole

time out, snack time, chinese spring roll

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And now poor Simple Simon bids you all “Adieu”

he’d come to get you but there is a hole in his canoe

we’ll end this little ditty with a happy thank you

and looking forward to seeing you’ll at (in) the zoo

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my pleasure

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ME and the Boss

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About merb010

Spring Hill, FL, United States Two nice old folks just hanging out, not hurting a bug or anything larger. The years have been kind to us and we now we are enjoying our golden years reading and writing. We are grateful for the God given talents that we now use to help others. View all posts by merb010

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