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English plurals
Well now…
If the plural of mouse is mice,
And the plural of louse is lice,
Then how could it not possibly be
That the plural of spouse is spice?
Why is it then the rule doesn’t
Also apply to house or to douse?
Nor even grouse, rouse or souse?
Nor even, for that matter, youse?
If the plural of mouse is mice,
And the plural of louse is lice,
Then how could it not possibly be
That the plural of spouse is spice?
Why is it then the rule doesn’t
Also apply to house or to douse?
Nor even grouse, rouse or souse?
Nor even, for that matter, youse?
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Posted: Feb 2023
About this poem:
These English rules...Silly Rhyme
Inside, outside, up-side down,
Which way should I wear my crown?
Turn me over and spin me around;
Leave me dizzy on the ground.
I lost my cat but now she’s found;
It cost 2 pennies and a pound
To get the guy to bring her round.
And now she’s sleeping – safe and sound.
Went for a stroll about the town,
Stopped at a shop and bought a gown.
Earthy colours, yes, green and brown
Adorned it’s surface…joys abound.
At the circus met a clown
Who sat limply, with a frown.
In his hands was tightly wound
A poster pic of Howard the Hound.
He perched himself upon the mound
That Howard the dog would often bound
To show his tricks - the crowds astound.
“But, alas!” He cried, “the pooch did drown”.
Which way should I wear my crown?
Turn me over and spin me around;
Leave me dizzy on the ground.
I lost my cat but now she’s found;
It cost 2 pennies and a pound
To get the guy to bring her round.
And now she’s sleeping – safe and sound.
Went for a stroll about the town,
Stopped at a shop and bought a gown.
Earthy colours, yes, green and brown
Adorned it’s surface…joys abound.
At the circus met a clown
Who sat limply, with a frown.
In his hands was tightly wound
A poster pic of Howard the Hound.
He perched himself upon the mound
That Howard the dog would often bound
To show his tricks - the crowds astound.
“But, alas!” He cried, “the pooch did drown”.
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Posted: Aug 2022
About this poem:
Just having fun with rhymes....
Sylvan Landscape---Monorhyme
The sylvan landscape stretched for miles
reached across golden fields by stiles.
Leaves carpeted the ground like tiles
whilst branches lay in gathered woodpiles.
Ancient venerable trees lined the aisles
that wandered willy nilly like juveniles.
Along the rivers banks were basking reptiles
with mouths that upturned in happy smiles.
In the midst of the rushing water were isles
that rose up high like big projectiles.
And trees marched up the hills in files
giving shelter to the fox and his wiles.
The peace of the woodlands beguiles
within its tranquillity are no exiles.
reached across golden fields by stiles.
Leaves carpeted the ground like tiles
whilst branches lay in gathered woodpiles.
Ancient venerable trees lined the aisles
that wandered willy nilly like juveniles.
Along the rivers banks were basking reptiles
with mouths that upturned in happy smiles.
In the midst of the rushing water were isles
that rose up high like big projectiles.
And trees marched up the hills in files
giving shelter to the fox and his wiles.
The peace of the woodlands beguiles
within its tranquillity are no exiles.
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Posted: May 2016
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PLACES TO BE - St. Basil's Cathedral, Russia
This monument escaped destruction
Of Soviet's battles and revolution,
Like a church in Disney's fairytale
With bright rounded candles in the air,
Looking glorious, no melancholy trail
Hopes are strong, faith prevail.
Resembling tulip bulbs in the sky
Or intricate balloons ready to fly,
These cupola crowns reaching heaven
Do you think Russia is forgiven?
Opening turbulent, gloomy wars
With repeated sufferings and scars,
Tough harmony under the stars!
Of Soviet's battles and revolution,
Like a church in Disney's fairytale
With bright rounded candles in the air,
Looking glorious, no melancholy trail
Hopes are strong, faith prevail.
Resembling tulip bulbs in the sky
Or intricate balloons ready to fly,
These cupola crowns reaching heaven
Do you think Russia is forgiven?
Opening turbulent, gloomy wars
With repeated sufferings and scars,
Tough harmony under the stars!
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Posted: Aug 2022
About this poem:
St. Basil's cathedral is a magnificent architectural piece!PLACES TO BE - Amsterdam
Amsterdam, enthralling
With those canals curling
Concentric art displays
Streets follow the waterways.
Softly, curiosity arouses
Pretty, slim narrow houses
Leaning homes, close together
Are stronger, holding each other
Like saying "unity is power"!
With those canals curling
Concentric art displays
Streets follow the waterways.
Softly, curiosity arouses
Pretty, slim narrow houses
Leaning homes, close together
Are stronger, holding each other
Like saying "unity is power"!
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Posted: Aug 2022
About this poem:
Amsterdam is fascinating!PLACES TO BE - Easter Island
On this spot, explorers arrived in Easter
Found carved stones from volcanic crater,
Giant figures shadow the island,
As if starkly saying, this is our land.
Our cruise ship made things so inviting
Free rubber boat rides were waiting
But this isolated park's not so seducing
Monolithic massive statues, not smiling
They look unhappy, grim a barren silence
Old Father Time darkened their patience!
Found carved stones from volcanic crater,
Giant figures shadow the island,
As if starkly saying, this is our land.
Our cruise ship made things so inviting
Free rubber boat rides were waiting
But this isolated park's not so seducing
Monolithic massive statues, not smiling
They look unhappy, grim a barren silence
Old Father Time darkened their patience!
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Posted: Aug 2022
About this poem:
A most isolated place on earth with intriguing giant stone statues..Is it me, or is it you?
Is it me, or is it you?
Gave my day a sunny hue;
With your smile (and your wink too),
As we sat waiting for some stew.
Is it me, or is it you?
By the window, caught a view.
That is when I thought I knew
What real contentment was to you.
Is it me, or is it you?
Tell me quickly what to do.
Can it be that it’s you, who
Has my heart, and rent’s past due?
Is it me, or is it you?
I think it’s me….:-)
Gave my day a sunny hue;
With your smile (and your wink too),
As we sat waiting for some stew.
Is it me, or is it you?
By the window, caught a view.
That is when I thought I knew
What real contentment was to you.
Is it me, or is it you?
Tell me quickly what to do.
Can it be that it’s you, who
Has my heart, and rent’s past due?
Is it me, or is it you?
I think it’s me….:-)
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Posted: Jul 2022
About this poem:
Just having a little fun with 'rhymes'.??Praise God Always!
"Lord, you are my God; I will exalt you and praise your name,
for in perfect faithfulness you have done wonderful things,
things planned long ago".(Isaiah 25:1)
Praise God from whom all blessings flow,
And flow they often do.
To everyone who’s born of God,
To you, and you, and you.
Don’t be ashamed to praise the Lord
If things aren’t going right.
It’s good for you to praise Him still,
It’ll get rid of the blight.
When you give praise unto the Lord,
It makes His heart feel good.
And then is when you’ll feel like things
Are working as they should.
But best of all is that such praise
Gives you the upper hand.
‘Cause Satan’s plan to steal your joy,
Gets buried in the sand.
for in perfect faithfulness you have done wonderful things,
things planned long ago".(Isaiah 25:1)
Praise God from whom all blessings flow,
And flow they often do.
To everyone who’s born of God,
To you, and you, and you.
Don’t be ashamed to praise the Lord
If things aren’t going right.
It’s good for you to praise Him still,
It’ll get rid of the blight.
When you give praise unto the Lord,
It makes His heart feel good.
And then is when you’ll feel like things
Are working as they should.
But best of all is that such praise
Gives you the upper hand.
‘Cause Satan’s plan to steal your joy,
Gets buried in the sand.
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Posted: Jun 2022
About this poem:
He is worthy of my praise...Here…
I haven’t been here long,
But it feels like it.
Can’t tell if I’m wrong,
But it seems like it.
I need to be strong,
Yes, my will heeds it.
With a prayer and a song,
I may come through it:
Not sure I belong, here…
Too early to quit.
But it feels like it.
Can’t tell if I’m wrong,
But it seems like it.
I need to be strong,
Yes, my will heeds it.
With a prayer and a song,
I may come through it:
Not sure I belong, here…
Too early to quit.
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Posted: Jun 2022
About this poem:
Such is life.What is Man? (an original poem from a book of Inspiration that I published in 2016)
What is MAN?
The image and likeness of God,
A servant of Jesus the Lord,
The evidence of His word.
What is Man?
Nothing but ashes and dust,
Nothing but malice and lust,
Nothing that any should trust.
What is MAN?
Nothing but woeful and vain,
Nothing is he, but inane,
Nothing does he, but complain.
What is MAN?
Nothing of value from birth,
Nothing of any great worth,
Nothing but scourge of the earth.
What is MAN?
Nothing but lost and alone,
Nothing for sin, can atone,
Nothing but dead in his own
Sin.
What is MAN?
NOTHING.
Nothing at all, without Jesus.
The image and likeness of God,
A servant of Jesus the Lord,
The evidence of His word.
What is Man?
Nothing but ashes and dust,
Nothing but malice and lust,
Nothing that any should trust.
What is MAN?
Nothing but woeful and vain,
Nothing is he, but inane,
Nothing does he, but complain.
What is MAN?
Nothing of value from birth,
Nothing of any great worth,
Nothing but scourge of the earth.
What is MAN?
Nothing but lost and alone,
Nothing for sin, can atone,
Nothing but dead in his own
Sin.
What is MAN?
NOTHING.
Nothing at all, without Jesus.
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Posted: May 2022
About this poem:
“What is man, that you should magnify him, that you should set your mind on him, that you should visit him every morning, and test him every moment?”(Job 7:17 & 18)
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