Eating Icecream With My Grandkids
There’s something very special,
For me it’s always a treat,
When I sit in a booth having fun
Eating ice cream with my grandkids.
It never fails that I eat too much;
Just maybe I sit a bit too long, but
Oh, well, I still enjoy the time spent
Eating ice cream with my grandkids
Then, when I’m too old to get about,
I can sit and reminisce of the times
When I sat in a booth having fun
Eating ice cream with my grandkids.
Written by Loyd C Taylor
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this one vacation. I was the only one who murmured darkly if
the rich had paid their taxes; but what do you expect of a man
who wants to bring back the guillotine.
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my stomach in. This is an enchanting time we tried not to think
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The sun is very hot and you are using the advantage;
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Where there is a will there is a hope,
So mark my words and study my muse;
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Where there is a will there is a way,
But my heart will grow on because of your love;
And like the paparrazzi in the land of your muse,
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June bugs are darting in their flight.
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Andy Griffith still entertains us,
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Of the great price of being free.
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Made to purchase our liberty!
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Cherry, whipped cream
Chocolate sauce, ice cream
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Slim down my hips
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Self-centered....
the blond
has a hand that carries a cone of
vanilla ice cream
it is summer
he looks at the sea
and lets his ice cream melt
not licking it yet
the sea is so blue
a woman looks at his
well chiseled body his
butterfly back
his abs and
strong arms
the ice cream melts
the man looks at the sand
and estimates the size
of his shadow
the sand is so white
the woman with her long black hair
in a two piece
the main attraction of this poem
backs out
and buys her own cone of
vanilla ice cream
and she licks it until the ice cream
is consumed
the man goes to the sea and makes
his needed dive
indeed the sea is so blue
and it is a sad summer....
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Menon
Of pleasant days gone behind,
I am 40 years old and i am glad to be married;
So be submissive to me to receive my muse of love,
And like the chocolate factory in your land.
Hot chocolate!
Chocolate love;
What is sweeter in the blues is all with an aroma!
And, i have the Cocoa Pods ready for you.
Meon is my name and i am eating an ice-cream from an Island! !
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For my love is now in the eating.
Offer me peace and i will feed you with my love,
For you are my beautiful lily;
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However, with treasures hidden in this field.
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I love the sights and sounds of a carousel.
I love the distinctive toll of the Big Ben bell.
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I love eating Ben & Jerry's ice cream tubs.
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I love the sight of freshly fallen snow.
I love seeing seals in their natural habitat.
I love to befriend and pet a cute cat.
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I love lasagne and garlic bread.
I love the snuggly warmth of my bed.
I love to listen to music when I'm feeling low.
I love the moon and stars, which in the sky glow.
I love pastel colours of every hue -
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Maybe if you have a spare while,
You can list the things that make you smile? !
poem by Angela Wybrow
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twas The Night Before Christmas
'Twas the night before Christmas
when all through my house
not a creature was stirring,
not even a mouse.
But that would soon change
beginning at 5: 00.
For my grandkids were coming
and when they'd arrive
everything would change all in a minute.
I, in my apron with food all around,
my husband quite tired was looking and found
the cookie tray tempting. He just couldn't wait.
When I wasn't looking he stole from the plate.
The children were dressed in jolly new clothes.
Their cheeks were all rosy with red on their nose.
Their eyes were like saucers as they saw under the tree
some bright colored packages from Pop-Pop and me.
But first we must eat and fill up our belly.
We pray they won't burst like a bowl full of jelly.
And then as the grandkids went right to work
we took lots of pictures while outside did lurk
the sounds of bells and ho-ho-hos.
We thought we might see him but everyone knows
that he only comes when kids are asleep.
Now Christmas brings memories that all of us keep.
Like the sounds of the season that we sing with cheer
and the really true reason for this Special night
we say to our family Merry Christmas to all
and to all a good night.
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Hopefully the new breed of kids won't have to go through that hard lesson - my kids, my grandkids, my fans' kids, hopefully they won't have to go through it.
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Look at the average American diet: ice cream, butter, cheese, whole milk, all this fat. People don't realize how much of this stuff you get by the end of the day. High blood pressure is from all this high-fat eating.
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I have four children and I have seven grandkids.
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