The beautiful songbird’s
Majestic music

Soothes the troubled soul

A pleasant interlude
That enhances the mood

On this early morn summer’s stroll

How fortunate is gentle he

And unbreakable she

Providing perfect pitch is their goal

Lifting up the broken hearted

Restoring hope

And for but a minute

Making them whole

May all songbirds in Heaven

Have a place with which to go

Which lifts them up

Brings them joy

And has a stage set

For their show

The Bitterness of Abandonment

Flows Most Forcefully

In Memories

The Hope Endures

During the Longing Journey

Leaving No Time

But For The Present

Lost For Good

The Inner Compass Fatefully Broken

The Bond Never to Be Sealed

Cast Out

Amongst the Unforgiven Seas

Only Love

Sweet Love

Can Steereth You

Home

NYC Games

Killer Diller 1 2 3

Fire hydrant

Spraying on your feet

Skelly’s game

Played up and down the street

Lifting the Johnny Pump water

With an aluminum soda can

Oh So Sweet!

Ringalario

Booties Up

Tag

Hopscotch

And Hide and Seek

Marbles I couldn’t be beat!

All these things were such a treat

Make growing up on 20th Street

In Astoria Queens

Seem so complete

All topped off with a

Mr. Softees treat

The Wall of Ignorance to celebrate the Apprentice American Idol President!

O’ Celebrity Billionaire Surround Us with your Opulence!

Make Thee Me O Great Human Money God!

Let each wall panel divest us from all of our ills!

The Concrete in our Holy Trump Wall will stand as a monument for time immemorial of how an enlightened people brought forth a magical solution to all that ails the American Dream!

Your fame and fortune doth speak forth truths from the vestiges of your Material Blessings!

Fire Me! Fire me! Superior!

And let me bake in your thrilling aura!

I am in the Cloud

When you think aloud

Of things that make us proud

You will find me

Imagining a better way of life

For us all

Just as the smoke gently wafts into the ether

The correspondence from an old friend

Can bring warmth from the fever

The rings of smoke

Shalt form a spectre

One day you will give a lecture

Or write a song

About a dear friend you once knew

Long long ago

Your work must laugh

Dance

Smile

Sing

Reminisce of everything

Omit not one feeling that was once spent

And I will always remember you

As my true friend

I had a strange and wonderful dream

It was in a land all filled with emerald green

A bag-piper appeared

Wearing an enormous ring

He sang to me

I’ll take you to my King!

Along a lush viridescent and rainy terrain

With grass as luscious as golden grain

A great verdant castle did we confront

Guarded by a big eared little runt

He opened up the pearly gate

Admonished us for being late

There was a great big hall

Entertaining a giant feast

When all went silent

Both man and beast

A figure appeared

Why it was the King!

Oh! he was such a little thing

All bowed as he stood up

And in a loud voice his little lordship did say

The time has come for all of us to pray

With joy to all and to none dismay

I wish all Earthlings

And living beings

A Happy St. Patrick’s Day!

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Twas a blustery day

On St. Patty’s

I went looking for my Pot O’Gold

From Astoria

All the way to Tipperary

I brought me Bud’s

And me other friend Rheingold

When at last

I was feeling a wee weary

And the trail seemed to be getting quite cold

A Leprechaun!

Named Lil’ Bit of Luck

Suddenly left me quite cheery

With the monumental story of riches he told

The Lil’ Lad said in a vision

You must hurry!

Before the last darned ducat is sold!

Dancing a jig

That he called

Mega Millions!

He swore my Jackpot

In cursive tone

Hath been created!

From down yonder super-natural kaleidoscope

Straightaway I ran as fast as I could muster!

The winds were a-howling with bluster!

Scraping my legs from the thorns in the thicket

No more pain!

Promised again and again

The Great Money Spigot

When Holy Begorrah!

Stood a fabulously formed rainbow!

Perfectly centering the arch stood a tree

Jesus Mary and Joseph!

There was dangling a ticket!

Blowing in the breeze

All Night I dreamed of exorbitant riches!

Of new cars!  A big house! And some new fancy britches!

I could barely wait to consume the Daily News

My excitement!

Propelling me forward

Awake from my slumber!

I was aghast

My heartbeat fast

As I soon discovered

The Lotto clerk smirked knowingly

At the results uncovered

I had not even hit one blasted number!

Ladies and Gents

I come bearing full my compense

For all of my misgivings

Causing reader repents

Upon further review

The message I was trying to construe

At times crossed over boundaries

that originate in the pew

Fortwith presently I swear

Forswearing manner seen debonair

I shalt tone down the rhetoric

Whilst maintaining it’s flair

To those in the know

Whispers abound my style has begun to plateau

This has filled me with anguish

And tempestuous woe

From my hedonistic head

to my calloused big toe

My blessed constitution moves forward

Yet forcefully with no fear

For my resolutions

With some substitutions

I shalt devoutly adhere

As we embark on this journey

To the 2026 frontier

I wish all of you Good Tidings

And a Happy New Year

As a cat poised to spring on some unsuspecting mice

A gambler blowing on some lucky dice

A race car driver speeding around the turn

A straight right delivered by “The Hitman” Thomas Hearns

An astronaut stepping on the moon

Frank Sinatra making the ladies swoon

A chocolate wrap delivered by Eminem

An archaeologist finding a hidden gem

A hippy taking a psychedelic

A monk watching over a religious relic

These things infiltrate my brain

When I’m wanting you to press the “LIKE”

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