Musings of a Rhymer

  I’m kind of in a funk today I have such low morale   Many people are in Venice  Partying near the Grand Canal   They’re there for the Bezos-Sanchez wedding  My invitation apparently got lost in the mail I’m sure that Jeff is disappointed  That I won’t be there to see him lift the veil   It’s to be a glorious three-day event  With celebrities wall-to-wall But thanks to the US Postal Service  I won’t be there at all   So, Brady and DeCaprio will miss me  Ivanka and Jared too Oprah and the Kardashians Just to name a few   I’ve had a relationship with Bezos Going back ten years or so  My wife’s Amazon Prime Account  Keeps us in contact, you should know   I wouldn’t say that we are really close We usually do not speak But Jeff sends something to my house Two or three times a week   I will miss his fancy wedding Life can be so unkind But we’ll stay in touch through Amazon Jeff and Lauren are on my mind

    Is there a song you hate to hear Because of a catchy tune or line That plays over and over in your head And dominates your mind?   Like “It’s a Small World (After All)” A Disney ride to ruin your day This song is a potential torture tool That could be used by the CIA   And “One eight hundred Kars 4 Kids Donate your car today” An ad I don’t want to listen to Because the tune will not allay   “What Did The Fox Say” Is one that won’t let go As is “Afternoon Delight” And any song by Manilow   A couple others I don’t like to hear Because they follow me about “Don’t Worry, Be Happy” and “Who Let the Dogs Out”   I’m patriotic as the next guy “God Bless the U.S.A.” But Lee Greenwood should learn another song And this one should no longer play   Another catchy tune that lingers Should have said it at the start Has the weakest lyrics of all time It is “Achy Breaky Heart”   I could go on and on  With a list of songs to spoil your day I’ll end w...

We wish you all the best, Emmy! Congrats, you have paid your dues  Now, you’re on to bigger and better things  Up at the SWOSU   We know you’re going to make great strides In the classroom and on the track With your personality and confidence There’ll be no looking back   As you begin your college days And your opportunities unfurl We will watch your progress with all our love As you move forward in the world   Congratulations, Emmy. We love you very much.

Congratulations, Ava On your High School Graduation  Soon, you will be off to college Joining Arkansas’ Razorback Nation   You are quiet, competent and capable  That’s not a bunch of hooey Yet, next year, in the football stands You’ll be yelling “Woooo, Pig Sooie”   Ava, you have always been an achiever You are a cut above We look forward to great things from you We’ll watch with all our love   We love you very much, Ava. Congrats

“The First Buddy” and “The Donald” Had a major falling out Their mutual admiration is over  About that, there is no doubt   They should have known going in Their super egos would one day clash To break the bromance during Gay Pride Month Adds a special flavor to the crash   One is the King of Politics The other has the most money To think their views would always align  Is on its surface funny   Musk took over as the head of DOGE To cure the Government's ills Didn't take him long to learn That is a bitter pill   Trump’s One Big Beautiful Bill Seems to have ignited their ugly rift Musk is sickened by the spending And Congress’s disregard for thrift   Musk decided he'd do better If he went back to making cars And take on an easier, non-DOGE task Like colonizing Mars   Musk and Trump are harping at each other Will their disagreement ever cease? Heard a rumor that Zelensky Offered to help negotiate a peace   Trump gave Elon a White House key So h...

“What would you like for dinner?” My wife and I usually ask to start our day  “I don’t know, how about you?” Is, typically, what we say   Though we know the question’s coming  We don’t study for the test We know the answer will be found  Just like all the rest   We could find a favorite recipe In one of my wife’s many books Most recipes take a bit of time So, we resist the urge to look   We could always go to a restaurant Many nice ones are nearby  Takeout is a less-favored option And home delivery is there to try   And “YOYO” is always in the cards We do it now and then  You fix your dinner, I’ll fix mine “You’re On Your Own” again   On YOYO days, my old standby  Reflects my Southern roots Scrambled eggs, grits and bacon A dinner at which my wife just hoots   She prefers something healthier  More along the vegan line Her selected source of protein  Will be a legume every time   It’s the reverse of that old nurse...