Category Archives: “ANOTHER LOVE LETTER TO MY WIFE!”

“Let me OUT, you lout!”  cried she; “Never again!   You can’t fool me! You-have-a-man-in-there!  Trapped!  in-a-BOX!” 🐣

“LETTER FROM A JEALOUS HUSBAND!!” 

If I can’t have her, I have a plan!”
Wrote the-trembling-hand – of a jealous man.
So he locked his wife – inside her room,
Trapped with her lap dog – and a mop and broom!
“Let me OUT, you lout!” cried she;
“Never again! You can’t fool me!
You-have-a-man-in-there! Trapped! in-a-BOX!”
“I’m only watching movies – of guys-with-big – – – socks!”
“NO, NO – YOU’LL NEVER FOOL (again) THIS FOOL!”
“Come-on-now, Graham; try-to-be-cool!
I-don’t-really-think-I’m-all-that-pretty;
And-jus’-lookie-here – at-my-friggin’- [ !”
“YOU’RE N O T COMIN’ OUT, ‘CAUSE I S T I L L LOVE-YOU!”
“All-right, YOU WIN! I just – never knew:
How much you love me; you have SUCH emotion;
Come-on-in-here, Sweetie, and smooth-on some lotion,
On my sexy, soft – and subtle skin;
Come-on! OPEN-UP! Let’s-do-some-sin!”

So – he ope’d-the-door, her jealous man,
And-she-hit-him-over-the-head – with-a-frying-pan!
And she called The Police, and they came to get him,
And-Kim-&-her-phone-sex-lover – Well! Their-love-‘ill-nev – – -er-“dim!”

fin <3

So, the moral of this story, when you got cha a pretty wife – – – lock-her-in-her-bloody-room! Lock-her there FOR LIFE – – – ‘Cause fiesty babes are often bound-t’-break-out- friggin’-free! – – – Don’t-let-her wander – out-under-The-Sky – Did-ya-like-this- XXX-Mas Memory? 🙂 -?

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Congratulations ~ Faker

“CONGRATULATIONS!” a poem a.k.a.: “”Lemme Sleep; Lemme Dream (pause); Lemme See – That Lovely Gleam (pause) Of Morning Sun, As-It-Reflects-In- Your-Eyes! (pause) And Lemme Hear (pause) – All Your Sighs!” Saturday: November 24, 2018

“WHATEVER IS YOUR FONDEST DESIRE, IT-IS – ALREADY YOURS!”

Says Oprah (Winfrey) at her eagerly-anticipated-&-enlightened sem-in-ers!

“JUST TRY T. M. MEDITATION – AND BECOMES, YES! TRULY FREE,

AND HAVE WHATEVER-YOU-CAN-IMAGINE – OH, SO NATUR- ALLY!”

Sally Ga-roo, my wife and friend,

Was in ecstasy! and, towards-the-end,

Of-the-seminar, she spoke with Oprah O:

“Thank YOU, Dear!” she said; “I’d like-you-to-know:

That-my-wish-has-come-true – for-I’ve-WANTED-a child,

And, although-I-was-barren, (I’m) now-FERTILE! Mercy’s-mild!

AND! The perfect man has found me too!”

Life had (finally) become PERFECT! for Sally Ga-roo!

THE DELIVERY? Perfect! And her husband DELL,

Was also ecstatic! A healthy baby – and ALL IS WELL!!

And Sally was seen, oft-times, in the hallway, holding her baby,

And Dr. McPherson-McPherson assured-her that maybe,

Tomorrow she could return – to her good husband TOM,

Holding her perfect baby – as it suckled – on its (loving) mom!

“The baby-will-never-age AND Sally is FOREVER,”

Said the good doctor!

“So, you’re saying that NEVER,

Will she come out – of this state of affairs?”

“NO!” said The Doctor; “And no one truly cares,

If she EVER releases – this delusion she has,

For SHE’S-BEEN-HAPPY-FOR-DECADES; it’s called: PERFECT-DAZ,

Starting at-an-early-age, so wanting to be a MOM,

But, she was found unfertile – and could NEVER BE CALM;

So Sally was brought here – here to Happy Acres,

And-she’s-been-happy-ever-since – among all us fakers!”

Boys and girls, we’re ALL in friggin’ Happy Acres,

And, as Sally watched her hubbie, a member of the L. A. Lakers,

Come down The Hall – with a bouquet – and a little sorrow,

She said: “Yes, darling – my darling BRAD! We’re-being-released-tomorrow!”

Yes, we’re ALL in Happy Acres, girls and boys,

And Facebook-and-The-Government-and-The-Doctors – treat us like toys,

Because WE DESIRE – ALL THAT WE WANT!

We LOVE watching football, each kick and each punt,

AND – we all hope, IF things are-just-a-little-bit-good,

That GOD, The Doctor – won’t-wake-us! even-though-(S)he-could!!

And, did-you-know, THE GREATEST GLADNESS YOU’LL EVER KNOW,

And, perhaps – The Reason For Living – this existence, which exists, just so,

Is: TO LOVE YOUR NEIGHBOR – YOUR FRIEND – and – YOUR SPOUSE,

AND – To paint big ol’ hearts! all over Your House! 🙂 – I love your smile!

fin <3

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Little Bear!   Little Bear!


“BEARLY GETTING BY!?”  a poem in our series “Mr & Mrs Cuddly Poo!”  Monday: February 18, 2019

Little Bear!   Little Bear!
Our little life!   We’re such a pair!
Hard and Fast?  or Soft and Slow?
How about neither?   Yes or No?
Things will work out!  Let’s not go,
Slow or fast, for this we know:

Life’s not some race – to get done,
But we can make it – not very fun,
If we try      so hard   that we,
Make it hard     – in-“The-3rd-Degree!”

The World’s Way, it grabs and pulls,
To manipulate ITS Bears & Bulls!
We do not have to follow its,
Crazy pace and play of wits!
The World wants to draw us to,
The Precipice  of what to do,
Of expectations     and social goals,
Which are not “critical!”  The bell just tolls,
But NOT for Thee!   just for an hour,
And hours pass, but REAL power,
Is NOT in conquest – or progression!
“Cuddly-poo” is our confession:
Which is to cuddle and talk so sweet;
We’re Little Bears, with tender feet,
Who can     take things step by step,    and we,
Need no one to follow – and no place to be,
Except with each other, with our paws to hold,
In Love!  We’re fine!  not hot or cold,
Just com-fo-able – and we can’t know,
What tomorrow holds – so let’s just go,
Along in life – and not stress out!
We’re     Cuddly Bears, and we’re about,
The Business of Loving, with simply joy!
You’re my girlie bear, and I’m your boy!                     🙂 – Woo hoo!

fin   <3

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X5IVp25InsA

Two little Bears
Falling in Love 💗

Mr ♡ Mrs Cuddly Poo ~ those that play together stay together 😁

Letter to my Husband

Love is too young to know what conscience is;
Yet who knows not conscience is born of love?
Then, gentle cheater, urge not my amiss,
Lest guilty of my faults thy sweet self prove:
For, thou betraying me, I do betray
My nobler part to my gross body’s treason;
My soul doth tell my body that he may
Triumph in love; flesh stays no farther reason,
But rising at thy name doth point out thee
As his triumphant prize. Proud of this pride,
He is contented thy poor drudge to be,
To stand in thy affairs, fall by thy side
No want of conscience hold it that I call
Her “love” for whose dear love I rise and fall

“Diary of a Madman” beginnings, this is, as best I can recall, how the journal starts: Now this is a new beinging. Sweet as 😁😁😁😁

Congratulations my Dear Freind for surviving those dark times of terror. The strength you found in the depth of anguish😔 isolation were harrowing. A journey faced by many poor Broken Souls that are unable to survive the darkest only seen in the depths beyond grief never to be back. This story uniquely defies the odds with deep outstanding of self. So proud to be a part of this journey back to the living a joyest life with loved ones. On and upwards we run hand in hand to the highest Peace 🕊🕊

“Dream Call!” MYSTIC POET

“REALITY!” a poem a.k.a.: “Dream Call!” October 23, 2018 – Tuesday!

What’s REAL? It’s what I DO! (pause) What’s REAL? is what I THINK!

What’s REAL-is: How-much-control – I have – over-my-stink!!

WHAT’S REAL!!?? Now, I’m unsure –

What’s real!-I-just-wish-you’d-call-me, Dear!!

And THEN! (When YOU call) I-suddenly-know-WE(you)’re-real,

At-least for-the-duration-of-The-Call, but – when-you-hang-up-I-feel,

LOST! For I suddenly imagine – It was A DREAM CALL!

IS-THERE-ANYTHING-REAL? ANYTHING AT ALL? 🙂 -You’re real – to me!

fin <3

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Whgn_iE5uc

WE FIT 😁

“WHAT A (blessed) MESS (love is)!” a poem. October 7, 2018 – SUN-day

The nightgown’s a mess – and she’ll struggle to rise,

But he’ll watch her – so clumsy – with love in his eyes,

And there’s wheezing – and coughing – and belching a bit,

With farting – and sicknesses – & that quaint, sagging tit,

AND ANOTHER! (Got two!!) So, if one will not work,

There’s another (one) to-offer – a snatch – clean & jerk!

There-are smells and annoyances – snores in the night,

With-some-bad-dreams – and-some-cute-screams – & a flicker-ing light,

And, IF YOU CAN’T LAUGH AT HOW FRAGILE WE ARE,

You-might bloody well “lose it,” but-we’ve-come – oh, so far,

With-several-thousand-coughs-and-sneezes – colds – and – diarrhea,

Exchanging our fluids – Oy vey! – Mama Mia!

Two people in love, enduring – their “trip,”

That can take them – from ecstasy – to a really low dip!

BUT! THIS IS THE PLACE WE WERE PROMISED, MY FRIEND,

Which is perilous – and marvelous – from (A) beginning – to end,

And, at night, lights-will-go-off, with the one who loves you,*

THAT’S WHAT IT’S ALL ABOUT! and, IF-we started a-new,

We’d do the SAME THING, for we’re programmed just right!

So – COME ON! LET’S CUDDLE! and I’ll turn off the light! 🙂

fin <3

* – IF you’re lucky!

“I LOVE YOU!”  a poem    September 14, 2018  –  Friday!

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“I LOVE YOU!” a poem September 14, 2018 – Friday!

You don’t have to justify! (pause) Justify what you do;

IF you feel you need to do something – I’m OK with it – ‘cause I TRUST YOU,

To know what you need – and to do it too,

And, IF you don’t?! – well, that makes me just a bit sad or blue,

BUT! That’s OK too – ‘cause I love you so,

So-that whatever you do – is OK, don’t cha know!

RELATIONSHIPS ARE IMPOSSIBLE!!!

Of this thing, I am sure,

BUT! I STILL think they’re wonderful,

And I LOVE – BEING –

YOUR SIR!! 🙂 – kiss, kiss!

fin. <3

“SUPER TOUGH: A Love Letter To My Wife!”  September 3, 2018 (Monday)

“SUPER TOUGH: A Love Letter To My Wife!” September 3, 2018 (Monday)

My lady’s rough and tumble – resilient – and SO durable;

Her bones are strong – HER WILL IS IRON – and – she’s also very ver-a-bLE!

She bounces off the ceiling; works FLAT OUT every day!!

A heart o’ gold, just like her hair – and she’ll STEEL – YOUR heart away!

So, you can’t break her heart – or her will (pause)

I’m sure SHE’LL LIVE FOREVER,

And – YET! – Her emotions are SO tender – She’ll “tear up,”* IF a feather,

From another angel, peels off – and hits her in the nose!

Buoyant!-Floating!-Strong-as-a-tractor-IF-she-likes-you, just suppose:

SOMEONE GIVES YOU A(N) HARD TIME? Well, she can crush and maul,

But, DON’T THINK, Honey, YOU ARE SAFE – She’ll break-your every WALL,

And, with eyes-of-green or blue or gray,

She’ll make the bravest run away!

Even though her height’s not great,

Her SPIRIT-can-make you palpitate!

SO! Here SHE comes! (pause) “BOPPY-FLOPPY-POO!”

Tough-as-nails, BUT, IF she loves you,

She’ll break your prison bonds and such,

AND KISS YOU-ALL-OVER, WITH A [REALLY, VERY] FIRM TOUCH!! 🙂

fin. <3

* – as in CRYing! :O

“NO. 3 IN A TRIUNE SET OF LOVE LETTERS TO MY WIFE!”

“NO. 3 IN A TRIUNE SET OF LOVE LETTERS TO MY WIFE!” a poem, August 27, 2018: a.k.a.: “Oo! Oo! It’s YOU!”

BEAUTIFUL, DELIGHTFUL & WONDERFUL YOU!

I-love-it when your face has a deep crimson hue!

I-love-it when you’re pale – or – even-turning-sky-blue,

When you are smiling – or – when-you’re-frowning-too!

IN FACT, y’know – I LIKE – whatever you do;

However you look – and even-IF-you-MOO!

MOO – MOO, like a cow – or cry: “Boo-hoo-hoo!”

Or screech like an owl – which often says: “WHO?!”

‘CAUSE WHATEVER-WAY-YOU-ARE-IS-SEXY; so sexy – it’s TRUE!

You turn me right on – and you melt me to goo!

fin. <3