Morning Poem

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Robert L Bass

Jan 1, 1970
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I woke early one morning
The earth lay cool and still.
When suddenly a tiny bird
Perched on my window sill.
He sang a song so lovely,
So carefree and so gay,
That slowly all my troubles
Began to slip away.
He sang of far off places
Of laughter and of fun.
It seemed his very trilling
Brought up the morning sun.
I stirred beneath the covers,
Crept slowly out of bed.
The gently shut the window
And crushed his @#$%ing head
I'm not a morning person.

-- Author unknown
 
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Jim

Jan 1, 1970
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I woke up one morning
The system was set at stay.
I disarmed & rearmed like usual
And went on my way.
I pick up some coffee
And filled up with gas.
I hope that this day
Would soon quickly pass.
My first call was easy
They weren't even home.
It's 10am on Monday.
Why doesn't my staff answer the phone?
I drove past my office
To see what was up
It looked like the lights
And doors were all shut.
I fumbled my keys
To open the door.
I forgot I sold out to ADT
And now I am no more.

Jim Rojas
Excellent Jim!!!!!!!!

One moring Jim woke up and was feeling like
he'd like to have a little morning sex with his
wife. He heard her moving around in the kitchen
so he wrote a little note on the pad from the table
beside the bed and called his young son to deliver
the note to his wife. The note said:
"There's a circus in town and the canvas is spread.
The tent pole is up, come on back to bed."

Shortly, his son returned carrying a piece of paper
A note from his wife which read:

" Take the tent pole down. Put the canvas away.
The monkey had a hemorrhage. There's no circus
today."
 
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