I march to a different drummer
but I am not afraid,
the cadence may be different
but I'm still in the parade.
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If I dance to the music
that comes from a glockenspiel,
does it make the dance I'm dancing
any less than real?
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If I start to tango,
don't tell me I must waltz,
for if my instincts are to tango,
then to waltz would make me false.
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Cherish your Independence,
and let your voice be heard,
tell us all just where you stand,
and then stand on your word.
Friday, March 27, 2009
His Honor
Quite a sense of humor has Lynch,
the mayor of our town,
runs a very tight ship, and
still has time to play the clown.
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He's a Master of PR,
and a very busy man,
but if you need to see him
he will readjust his plan.
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Three dif'rent times I've called him
and he's always made the time,
to take care of my problem,
no excuse, reason or rhyme.
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At times he is all business,
but always makes time for fun.
He gets pleasure from each day
and somehow his work gets done.
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I'd rather have a man in
charge, who can entice a smile,
than one who looks as tho he'd
trudged mile after weary mile.
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Humor gives one energy
to tackle the task at hand.
I admire you, Mr. Lynch,
may you long be in command.
The Original Christmas Contest
The Angels held a contest,
to see who would be the one,
to tell about the coming
of the Father's only Son.
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The last created Angel
thought he didn't stand a chance
against the utmost wisdom,
talent and experience
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possessed by other Angels,
serving God through ages past.
Then came the ultimatum,
to the entire Angel cast.
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Every Angel must enter.
Not one Cherub could refuse.
They must join in this contest
to spread God's wondrous news.
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So, each in turn, submitted
to God, their love for His Son.
And God judged each one fairly,
choosing which would be the one.
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He called them all together,
explaining as He'd rehearsed,
"The first shall, of course be last,
and the last shall be the first.
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Come forth My newest Angel.
Go out! The glad tidings tell,
of the birth of God's own Son,
Jesus Christ, Emanuel!"
The Introduction
She took him to see Santa,
a very special treat.
Every child loves Santa.
they worship at his feet.
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But when they came face to face,
instead of bowing down,
he introduced his Mother,
as though she wore a crown.
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"Santa! Here's my Mommie!"
he announced with pride.
And Mother felt a special thrill,
way down deep inside.-
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A mother holds a special place
in the heart of her son,
until he grows and falls in love
with his one and only one.
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Then Mother takes a back seat,
which is as it should be,
but, this mother remembers when,
Santa was introduced to me!
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I really don't think Santa
was impressed with what he saw,
but it thrills me to remember when
my son looked at me in awe!
A Christmas Riddle
Is it all a fairy tale
encircling the earth,
of Mary and of Joseph
and the Virgin Birth?
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What about the Christmas Star
shining, oh so bright?
Did it come to lead the way
on that wondrous night?
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Was it really Gabriel's
voice, the shepherd heard,
proclaiming Good News to man
from the Living Word?
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It has been two thousand years
since that wint'ry morn,
when little Baby Jesus was
in a stable, born.
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Why do we still remember?
Why do we rejoice?
Why is there still that urging
of an inner voice?
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If it is a fairy tale,
no harm do I see
in trusting and receiving
God's great gift to me.
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But, if it should be the truth,
that God sent His Son,
each man who disbelieves
will miss the joys I've won.
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Which one of us is foolish?
Which one missed the mark?
One believes without seeing,
one clings to the dark.
Merry Christmas Darling
I have no need of riches
or of fancy cars.
I do not care to travel
to Jupiter or Mars.
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Furs and gems do not appeal
to my simple taste.
Wine and caviar to me, seem
to be an awful waste.
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I don't need a mansion
in which to entertain,
nor do I need castles
in Paris or in Spain.
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As long as I have you, my love,
to share my simple life,
I am more than content, to
simply be your wife.
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Let others have the riches,
and all those fancy things,
and I'll enjoy the pleasure
that your presence brings.
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So, Merry Christmas, Darling,
to my Bumblebee.
Not all of your presents are
beneath the Christmas Tree.
Come Drought or High Water
Mom and Daddie told her that
there'd be no Christmas tree,
she would have to understand
that trees didn't come for free.
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Daddie had been out of work
and times were really tough.
They'd have some toys for Christmas,
which would have to be enough.
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On the day of her school party,
the teacher told them at the break,
"If anybody wanted it, the
Christmas Tree was their's to take."
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When Mother saw her coming,
a big lump was in her throat.
Here came her tiny daughter
dragging a tree, big as a boat.
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From that day to this, no
matter how tight things got'
one vow would not be broken,
a Christmas Tree would be bought.
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If it was so important to
their darling little daughter,
then they would find a way,
come drought or high water.
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