“Baby Talk” by russ mckay
Posted on June 21, 2022
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Jibber, Jabber, jibber
Is how it sounds to you
But just between us babies
It’s “Hey there Bud what’s new?”
You see we have a language
We infants fresh as dew
But we only use it when we see
Other babes who see us too
And we don’t like huge bulging heads
That suddenly appear
Staring down upon us
Too big and way too near
what’s that you are saying?
Sounds faintly like some words we use
We like your smiles and funny face
But what’s with those “Goo Goo’s”?
It’s easy chatting babies up
We’re a friendly bunch
The only time we’ll stop our talking
Is when it’s time for lunch!
But the real tough thing for us is
Right before we’re two
We must learn a whole new language
Just to talk to you!
The Frog And The Dog
Posted on June 12, 2022
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There once was a dog whose best friend was a frog
A very unusual fraternity
A dog should try to always stay dry
But a frog…as wet as can be
The dog would bark as he ran ’round the park
And the frog would croak as he took stroke after stroke
They would smile as they watched each other
And often they’d sit quietly by to just gaze at the sky
The point being…that they were together
But it was a shame that neither one had a name
You see… they both were orphans
But when together… no matter the weather
Their brains pumped out endomorphins
Then one said to the other..”We’re unlikely brothers”
And the other quite quickly agreed
Then they both opted to pretend they’re adopted
A case they could easily plead
If brotherhood they would claim they needed a name
One that conveyed family strength
They thought hard and long
Dismissed ideas that were wrong
Then finally after great length…
They shook paw and claw
Barked… croaked.. and stood tall
Shouting their new names to the land
“I’m BULLDOG” and “I’m BULLFROG”
“Brotherhood…ahh ain’t it GRAND!!!”
A Trip To The Dentist by russ mckay
Posted on May 26, 2022
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I have to go to the dentist today
And Boy, I just can’t wait
There are toys and games in the waiting room
It’s gonna be just great
They’ll be lots of other children there
Waiting for their turn
But I might just be the only one
Happy to return
I wasn’t smiling late last week
I had my back tooth drilled
And it didn’t feel much better
When I had to have it filled
But I’m looking forward to today
I’m as happy as can be
‘Cause today I’m not the patient
It’s my sister Melanie!
Dirt by russ mckay
Posted on May 21, 2022
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I got so dirty yesterday
I couldn’t see my skin
Mud is just the greatest stuff
And so fun for playing in
It took a long long time
To get my body clean
I was the dirtiest
My Mom had ever seen
After scrubbing, rinsing, scrubbing
“Am I finished?” Mom said “NOPE!”
“Now that you have cleaned yourself
You have to wash the soap!”
Writing Poetry Is Easy by russ mckay
Posted on April 27, 2022
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I decided I’d write poetry
It’s an easy thing to do
You just have to make sure that
The last words rhyme…ah…too!
Heck you could write of anything
As long as you remember
That the last word in each key line
Rhymes with the one…ah..befember.
And don’t forget an important thing
Poetry has a meter
Kind of like the beat of a song
A cadence, pace or natural flow or..ah..rhythmter
Anyway, poetry is a beautiful thing
It lifts our spirits high
Anyone can be a poet
All you need do is…attempt it!
“I Wish You Could Meet…” by russ mckay
Posted on April 14, 2022
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I wish you could meet my invisible friend
He’s very special and loves to pretend
Well so do I as I guess you can see
He’s the best friend that a friend could be
Today we’re both going for a walk
We’ll smile a lot and talk and talk
He only gets tired when I do
The same old stuff to him seems new
Please come to see me and meet my buddy
Prepare to laugh ’cause he’s kinda nutty
I think when you meet him you will see
He’s wonderful and exactly just like me
Mister Grieve by sillygrandpa.com
Posted on March 28, 2022
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There is a horrible man named Grieve
The ugliest you could conceive
He has a wart on his nose
And he’s got four missing toes
A foul smell stays behind when he leaves!
It seems like he’s always been old
At least that’s what I have been told
He hobbles around
Looking straight at the ground
And his hands are all covered with mold
But seeing him is very rare
Oh, I forgot to mention his hair
I must confess
It’s a straggily mess
But he just doesn’t seem to care
Now that I think back I remember
I didn’t see him last September
Or March, May or June
‘Though it was a full moon
And I think I was out on my stair
Yes, I can remember the night
That I last saw him, what a fright!
The last time he was seen
Was this past Halloween
So I guess that he’s really all right!
SPRING: Check your calendar
Posted on March 3, 2022
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Does some of Spring think no “not yet”?
Or is it Winter knowing not when to quit?
Tardy Winters make Spring like Fall
Tender shoots bloom not at all
Spring never condemns the Summer’s start
And Autumn is patient in playing its part
I blame Winter for each seasonal cheat
So I moved Down South and hit “delete”
My Giant Friend by sillygrandpa.com
Posted on February 7, 2022
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I have a close friend who’s a giant
And as buddies we’re very compliant
He’s eleven foot two
And he has a great view
Always peaceful, he’s never defiant
Since we can’t play like normal friends do
Our size differences we adjust to
He’s so huge and I’m small
But we sure have a ball
A true friendship enjoyed by few
And when we throw baseballs around
Out on the school’s big playground
We can’t throw back and forth
It’s more South and North
I have to throw up and him down
Some games we don’t play at all
Like hide and seek and see saw
He’s too easy to find
And I’d be much too inclined
‘Cause he’s not only big he’s real tall
People watch us wherever we go
His head’s way up high and mine’s low
I have to shout up as we walk
Or we just couldn’t talk
And my walking is fast and his slow
But the problem with being so tall
Giants never stop growing at all
Soon…he won’t find me in crowds
With his head in the clouds
Then talking’s a long distance call
Writing Poetry Is EZ
Posted on January 28, 2022
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I decided I’d write poetry
It’s an easy thing to do
You just have to make sure that
The last words rhyme…ah…too!
Heck you could write of anything
As long as you remember
That that last word in each key line
Rhymes with the one…ah..befember.
And don’t forget an important thing
Poetry has a meter
Kind of like the beat of a song
A cadence, pace or natural flow or..ah..rhythmter
Anyway, poetry is a beautiful thing
It lifts our spirits high
Anyone can be a poet
All you need do is…attempt it!
