UNTHINKABLE by russ mckay

Posted on August 29, 2022
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I heard someone say “…that’s UNTHINKABLE!”
And that really caused me to think
I bet that I could have thought of it
Thought of it quick as a wink

I’m thinking almost all the time
It’s something that I like to do
But sometimes what I think about
I’m not sure I want to tell you

 I think thinking should be private
‘Cause thoughts aren’t always nice
There are thoughts that I try rethinking
But I always think the same thing twice

So after all this thinking ’bout “Unthinkable”
I still have some doubt in my head
All that good thinking was wasted
And I wish that word hadn’t been said

Solar Eclipse by sillygrandpa.com

Posted on August 22, 2022
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Today was a solar eclipse
We saw it on one of our trips
We couldn’t look at the sun
Even when it was done
We saw the shadow on paper strips

They told us “Don’t try to see
 And view the eclipse directly”
If you get hurt by the eclipse
Then what’s the sense of these trips?
Why they hold these eclipses stumps me!

Fred’s Lost Head

Posted on August 15, 2022
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Big shouldered Fred

Had lost his whole head

And of course, can’t see to find it

He can’t hear it either

And he’s lost his breather

He’s found a chair and he’s feeling behind it

Well it didn’t roll there

It could be anywhere

He really needs my help the big lug

I asked how he lost it

Had he just tossed it?

But those shoulders he’d just shrug

We searched all around

In the trees…on the ground

Until I heard a voice start to yell

“I’m way down here

I’ve a headache severe”

Fred’s head had rolled down the well

We slowly lowered the pail

His head continued to wail

“Hurry or I’m gonna drown!”

“Keep your chin up Fred”

And then he said

“I’m so glad that I have been found”

Well we bailed out his head

And replaced it for Fred

On his shoulders where it needs to stay

“Remember Fred

When you lose your head

I’m your friend and I’ll be on the way”

“Until you dropped the rope

I had given up hope

I had replaced it with dread”

I said “You must never lose hope

No never say nope

Never quit when you are a head!”

I Have To Grow Up by russ mckay

Posted on August 9, 2022
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I guess I have to grow up

If I want to or not

I can’t stay a kid

Keep the life that I’ve got

But I am so happy

That I am still young

I don’t want to get older

And climb the next rung

I see Mom and Dad

They work hard all the time

‘Cause if they didn’t

We’d not have a dime

I love going to school

Well, mostly I do

My friends are all there

I love learning too

But when I am much older

I’ll have my own life

And we’ll have to make money

Both me and my wife

And I’ll have to buy

All kinds of toys

For my many children

Three girls and three boys

And I’ll have a big house

And a big mortgage to pay

But this is depressing

I’m going out to play!

THE COW by sillygrandpa.com

Posted on July 27, 2022
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What if you were a cow

What would you be doing now?

For animals bovine

Grass is divine

And they eat more than a sow

A mouthfull of grass is a cud

It’s composed of both grass and mud

Cows think they are yummy

And with an extra tummy

The cud goes down with a thud

Cows never ever eat meat

Mostly stand around on their feet

They’ll squat down in the grassTo let rain showers pass

Then stand on dry ground…that’s so neat

Cows weigh almost nine hundred pounds

They’re thankful that green fields abound

They must keep eating all day

To stay looking that way

Cow shapes are mostly round

Do you think that you’d like a cow’s life?

Would you like to be a bull’s wife?

Cows give milk every day

Without any pay

I feel certain cow boredom is rife

Sense Of Smell by sillygrandpa.com

Posted on July 21, 2022
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Have you ever wondered if there’s a smell

That even skunks don’t like?

I’ve observed those animals closely

In the evenings when they hike

 When they’re out there walking

Whether father, mother, sister, brother

You’ll never ever see them walking

One behind the other!

Granddaughter’s Tea Party by sillygrandpa.com

Posted on July 16, 2022
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Yesterday about the hour of three

I was invited to have high tea

My Granddaughter had invited me

And I was happy to be you see

When I arrived I just said “Gee!”

Smaller teacups…there just couldn’t be

She instructed me…”Please take a seat!”

“Where DO I put my feet?”

“Oh just stick them out there anywhere

It doesn’t matter I really don’t care”

So I removed my baseball hat

And with great difficulty down I sat

My Granddaughter poured me out some air

Which only caused me to start to stare

She lifted up her cup to sip

And I put mine up to my lip

“No wait! Would you like lemon or cream?”

“Ah…yes I’ll have both if it’s all the same”

She poured me out cream air “Say when!”

“Ah…that’s just perfect once again”

“Shall it be one lump or two?”

“As many lumps as pleasures you”

Her wrist she delicately did bend

Serving me two lumps of sweet pretend

“And if you will now my dear sir

It is time for us to stir”

So I began to stir my air

With a great amount of care

“Now try some…tell me how it tastes”

I tried as a guest not to do so with haste

With my pinky finger stuck straight out

I put the cup up to my mouth

But drink the tea I just could not

The tea was much too…much too hot!

I waited…but when I took a sip

I scalded my poor upper lip

My Granddaughter laughed and giggled with glee

“Thank you for coming to tea with me!”

Foreign Language by russ mckay

Posted on July 12, 2022
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I’d like to learn the language
Of some foreign land
Then I could talk to all those people
And they would understand

.Yes I would like to learn a language
That I could speak, know how it’s written
I think I’ll start with the one I heard
Those people speaking in Great Britain!

The Ghost Of Endicott McNair

Posted on July 3, 2022
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I was invited to a grand estate
Which I thought was really great
The huge front doors swung open wide
But when I looked…there was no one inside

The house was empty or so I thought
I held up the invitation that I had brought
Then a voice from nowhere said “Welcome”
“I’m the butler…enter…I’m Malcolm”

I saw no butler or any other sole
But I went in as I was told
“Master will be with you very soon”
I looked around the empty room

“HELLO!” a loud voice behind me said
“I see you’re living…well we’re all dead!”
“Glad you came I’m Endy McNair”
Then he sat in a chair…that wasn’t there

“We’ve had guests but very few”
“In fact this year there’s been only you”
“Well you write rhymes for girls and boys”
“The tween ones are wonderful joys”
“But they all seem to be afraid of us”
“By the way isn’t your name Russ?”

“Ah yes it is as you wrote on your invite”
“Malcolm wrote that…I can’t write!”
“Well we want you to compose a rhyme to tell
Your readers We Aren’t Scary and We Don’t Smell!”

It’s true he wasn’t scary and the air didn’t stink
And about that time I started to think
Ghosts do get a lot of bad press
So I’ll write a poem and do my best…

To dispell the rumor that all ghosts are mean
And it was then that I left the scene
The big doors opened and it was time
To rush on home and write this rhyme

A Tall Oak Tree I’ll Always Be..by sillygrandpa.com

Posted on June 27, 2022
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I am a great big Oak tree
And I’ve been here for years
The children play around me
They shout and yell their cheers

I love it when the Spring comes
And my leaves just start to pop
But my secret wish is
I wish that I could hop!

Oh I’d jump around the grassy slope
I’d run through underbrush
And sometimes I’d just walk slowly
I’d not be in a rush

I’d be careful not to step
On tiny living things
And I’d only go where I could get

But my feet are way below the ground
Attached to roots real deep
I need them all to stand so tall
Especially on a hill so steep

‘though it gets kinda boring
Always standing here
I guess it’s what I have to do
Year after year after year

I know that I will never be
Free to run around
But Gee, I’d be so happy
If I could just sit down

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