I think there’s a need to share this. I make no comment, Sir Roger says it all!

Gratitude to all Animal Rescuers
Peace ๐Ÿ•Š
Amazing Animals.
Don’t kill
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“Mr. & Mrs. Cuddly Poo!”

BUT THERE’S YOU!” a poem in the series “Mr. & Mrs. Cuddly Poo!” a.k.a.: “My Heart Is Always Waiting There For You, In Our Cuddly Bed!” Feb. 11, 2019 (Monday)

A day comes! (which you, maybe, DON’T LIKE!)

Well, you can STILL go for a ride on your spiffy, little bike!
Or, if you wish,

CRAWL INTO OUR CUDDLY BED!

And just LAY THERE! and-play like-you’re [really] dead,*
But-REMEMBER: As the years go by,
Some days will come – and make you cry,
And, then, another-day-will-come, and ALL WILL SEEM FINE,
So! You’ll get some sunshine – AND BE MY VALENTINE!
And (then) The bad day’s “gone,” and Everything’s GROOVY:
It’s THE EBB & FLOW – of “The Sea’s” GRANDE MOVIE!

The FLOW? EXPANDS! and feels good;
The EBB? WITHDRAWS! but, y’know, you COULD,
When-it’s-“ebbing,” always-remember-“THAT DAY,”
When I met YOU, and we were happy & gay,
To-know-that-we-could-cuddle-TOGETHER – in-a-world [even] like this!
A PERFECT ANGEL! for-me to kiss,
And cuddle – and cherish – and lose-my-mind-about,
And I-am-still so-sure – that I would love-to-consider {ANY} DOUBT,
About all our glorious – and fun-filled days!
The EBBing still will come, perhaps! BUT – I shall gladly raise,
A murmur of excitement, for it’s-a-PRETTY-GOOD-BET,
That-a glorious-day is-nearly-here- with-“my-perfect-pet,”
And I-can-spend-it-with-you, and-I-DO-guess-I-can-emerge,
From the blankets of our cuddly-bed – to-even-sing “a dirge?”
BUT! A DIRGE – LEADING TO HOPEFULNESS – THAT MIGHT COME TRUE:

TOMORROW! or-ANY-DAY! for I’m ALWAYS WITH YOU!** ๐Ÿ™‚ – Yeah!

fin <3

* – famous (last?) words: “YOU THINK I’M KIDDING!?” A: I AM! Yay! Whoopee!
** – for you are no more distant, than RIGHT HERE! in My Heart! <3

I look at you
And I wonder
How I got to be so damn lucky
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IT’S JUST A DAY – LIKE-ANY-OTHER-DAY, You ask: “How was it?”ย  (and-I’m-likely-to-say:) “It was just PLAIN WONDERFUL, how else could-it-be?”๐Ÿ˜๐ŸŒž

“A QUESTION ABOUT THE DAY’S DIRECTION!” a poem Wednesday: 12/12/2018 – “Karaoke Wednesday” at The Railroad Blues in Alpine, Texas, U. S. A.

IT’S JUST A DAY – LIKE-ANY-OTHER-DAY,

You ask: “How was it?” (and-I’m-likely-to-say:)

“It was just PLAIN WONDERFUL, how else could-it-be?”

“And – What does THAT mean?” you’re asking me.

Well, it simply means: most-o’-the-folks-I-met,

Today-were-kinda-happy; yes-you-can-fairly-bet,

That I’ve no better gauge, with-which-to-answer-your-query,

Because each day, for me, is really kinda blurry!

I get OUT THERE – and I meet the folks I know,

And I meet some new acquaintances, and I talk with them just so,

And I try to insure – to make ’em laugh, just a little,

To make ’em feel relaxed, and maybe play my cello fiddle,

And MAYBE – sing a love song that will warm their Hearts a bit,

Or – read a piece of poetry, one that might just fit,

Into their precious SCHEME OF THINGS, to smooth a dreary day,

And-I-sometimes have some origami – a gift for them, I pray:

That I might-just warm their Hearts – for to warm them, then I DO,

Also warm my little soul; we’re ALL just passing through,

And hopefully-no-one’ll-shoot-me – or yell at me TOO loud,

And IF-I-can-touch-a-soul-or-two, I feel mighty proud,

BUT! I don’t-almost-always-succeed -to help folks on their way,

But-I-try – sometimes – to-insure-a-bit, that-I-might-“improve(?!)”-their-day,

To the point – that-when-they’re-safely-HOME, and someone asks THE QUESTION,

That they MIGHT say: “The day was good!”

We-can-all-LEAN-in-That-Direction!

fin <3

“TOUCHE!”

“TOUCHE!” a poem in the series: “M. M. C. P.!” 02/11/19 [MOON]

I AWOKE FROM A DREAM! and I REMEMBER THIS:
I am married – to a cherubim, and She is oozing BLISS!
And she is ever kissing ME, all-over-the-blooming-place!
I awoke-me from this nice-y-dream – and then I saw your face,
And I exclaimed: “Oh, JOY! Oh, Joy! (pause) My-dream’s re -a-lity!”
Then-I-grabbed- for-my-lover’s-head! and-noticed!!!-SHE-HAD-NO-KNEE!!
Or leg – or-middle section!!! – and where’s her tummy SWEET?
No “pillows,” or-a “bootie!” [CALL!] no-hands!- JUST A PAIR OF FEET!!
AND-A-HEAD! with-nothing-else! NOTHING IN BETWEEN!
I closed my eyes, and cried out loud: “Oh-LORD, what have I seen?”

And then The Lord appeared to me – and said: “YOU ARE STILL DREAMING!!
WAKE UP, Mr. Cuddly Poo – and stop your silly screaming!”

And, so, I finally woke up! (pause) There-was -“My Pooxie Oo-ooh,”
Mrs. Cuddly, cuddl-y-wudd-l-y – my- Mrs.-Cudd-ly-Poo!
Her eyes were closed! Her mouth? with smile – She said a word or two:
“WHAT’S THE MATTER, LOVER BOY? IS SOMETHING WRONG WITH YOU?”
“Oh, no, my Love – I-just-had-a-dream! and-you-were missing “any-Middle!”

“Well, HONEY! – Just-draw the-covers-back – and-I’ll-thrill you more-than-a-little,
TO-let-YOU KNOW THAT-Y O U W E R E N ‘ T D R E A M I N’ ‘”
AND!!!-Sure-enough -SHE’S-WITHOUT,
Anything! but-her-head and-feet!!!! So I began to pout!!!

“OH, STOP IT, MR. WIZARD! Come on now, ravage me,”
As she cast away my cloak – of-in-vis-i-bil-ity!!
“Well, you-really-had-me-“going!” That-was some dreadful scare!
I should-a-guessed, you little tease,” as-I-fondled-her- here-&-there!

“Well, I’ve a surprise FOR YOU TOO, Dear,” as I cast away my sheet,
For all my “privates” were FEMININE!! [I-had-taken-“a-sex-change-treat!”]

BUT-Mrs.-Cuddly WAS NOT CONCERNED, for it was plain to see,
That she was QUITE BI-SEXUAL, “taking-advantage”-of – “girlie ME!!”
๐Ÿ™‚ -Whoa! a lotta juices flowin’ there!

What a rotten struck of luck
Oh my ๐Ÿ˜…
Oh my!
Them those have all the breaks
What next lol ๐Ÿ˜…๐Ÿ˜‚

“BEST FRIEND!”

“BEST FRIEND!” a poem a.k.a.: “The Reaction Time Of Love!” February 11, 2019! (Monday)

Your best friend? ‘TIS YOUR BODY!
For-you-take-it – to the potty!
You greet it early – early on,
On-each tomorrow, at the dawn,
When-you-get-stirr-ED, from your rest,
And each day? Well, it-is the best,
Means-of telling-you – IF-YOU’RE ALIVE!
Or – if-you have a chance to “thrive,”
In-this-new-day – to love and cry,
With others – and to-say, “Well, HI!”
To new friends, yes, and-to(o) some old,
TO BE real REAL – and – slightly BOLD,
To see all-the-beauty – EVERYWHERE,
Like – with the birdies! Look!? There’s-a-pair,
Who chirp – and ask – for-a-little-seed,
So they can feed&screw&breed!
In-the-perfect-cycle of this life,
It-finds-me with my lovely wife!
My BODY – opens up to her,
On-our-bilateral, guided-tour,
Of HER-BODY, plus: mind-and-spirit;
Her body? I-like! -to-be – quite-near-it,
Because-she-doth-attract-me-so!
[I AM ADDICTED! Don’t-you-know?]
MY BODY LOVES TO JUST RE-ACT,
TO HER! and-that’s-why – WE ARE ‘SHACKED!” ๐Ÿ™‚ – Mmmmm! Lovely!

Friends are relatives you are blessed you
Make for yourself
Comfortable๐Ÿ•Š


True friends
Are the ones who lift you up
When no one has noticed
When you’re down and out
Friends ๐Ÿ’™

Only those who are genuinely in love
Will Understand the difference between
Friends and
Best Friends who are lovers know the difference
Sleeping over is sex without love
True love ~ Sex = Best Friends
COUPLE ๐Ÿ’™

“Mr. & Mrs. Cuddly Poo!”

“LITTLE WITCH!” a poem in the series “Mr. & Mrs. Cuddly Poo!” [M.M.C.P.] a.k.a.: “Mrs. Cuddly Is A Good Witch, Cleaning, Healing & Feeding The World!” February 11, 2019 (Monday)

My-Little-Witch! Little-Fairy-Witch! with-a-little-broom – and-little-arms;
She’s gonna sweep – The Whole World up, with-a-lot-of-Love-&-Charms!
And do it – oh, so whimsically – one-dirt-“crumb” at a time:
She’ll sing and dance, as she sweeps – and-even-recite-a-rhyme:
“Sweep-ie, sweep-ie, dust and dirt;
I-love-to-clean and-be-so-pert,
But-I-don’t-disturb – webs-in-the-corners, where-spider-babies-dwell,
And-I’m-not-afraid – of ‘under-the-rug,” where-dusty-demons-from-Hell,
Might-come-and-demand (pause) me-to-stop because-of-my-“commotion;”
I’ll serve them cookies-and-candy-canes – and-even apply some lotion,
And magic salve upon their wounds,
To stop the bleeding – for-those silly goons!
They-think they-can-scare-me, but I’M IMMUNE,
From spooky goblins -in-my-little-room!
You see, I know-their-tricks! Tricks o’ “The Spooking Trade!”
They-are more afraid of me – because-life-is-a-parade,
And-the-more-you-see-it as A CHARADE,
The-less-scary-it-is! You-just-need-to-“upgrade,”
And promise-always to-be-kind-not-cruel,
‘Cause a mean-kinda-fellow is-never-very-“cool,”
Thinking-he-can-bully-and-scare little, witchy- MOI!
I-just-laugh – and-skip-along, with-my- dear pa-pa,
With Mr. Cuddly – I like-being-his POO,
And I’ll always protect him – from all of you,
‘Cause-I-“got-your-number!” Don’t [you dare] make-him-feel-bad!
You-better-watch-out for me – DON’T-MESS-WITH-MY-“DAD!”
Or -I’ll-bop-you – and-twist-on your-snooty-poopy-nose,
And squirt you all over – with my “magic hose,”
Until-you’re-so-wet! You’ll be cryin’ for help!
Don’t-make-me-do-it! For I’m a little whelp,
With a big-ol’-box o’ spells that just won’t quit!
And-I-can-quench-The-World’s-hunger, from just-my-little-teat!

fin <3
(1) [BAND AID: Do they know it’s Christmas?: 1984]

We are the World
Heal the World
With kindness
It’s free sprinkle is every where
It’s free
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