Bravely ran away, away, oh brave Senator Hawley!
#January6 #JoshHawley #RunningSenator
The Beatles are there now; John was murdered in New York Ci… The Who are there, too; Keith Moon drank himself to death… The Doors are also halfway closed…
He arrived as a young man With no life experiences outside o… Kentucky, Indiana, and Illinois Where he was born and raised. It was here that he witnessed huma…
There are words trapped inside you and they’re waiting to come out. If you don’t try to release them you’ll always have some doubt. Could they have made a difference
How do you mourn for a relative that you never got to meet? It’s really not that hard to do. First, you must realize that all o… are “related” in some form or fash…
When the sun shines on Friday mor… Especially in the Spring It reminds us of what good things The coming day can bring. So offer the people you encounter
A Friday morning brings forth my… For all of the good things in life So when that song plays on the rad… To remind me of music’s soothing c… I sing right along, secure in the…
Three 9-year-olds were slaughtered… Because the Second Amendment Gives the false impression that Owning guns is an unfettered right For nearly any person who wants to…
Chewbacca is a wookie C3PO is a droid. Luke’s the Jedi student to fill Kenobi’s void. Vader is a scary villain
Their dad was taking them to Disn… Because he loved them so much And wanted to make them happy. But when that morning arrived And the plane was waiting for them…
Ever the sun shines Ever the heart pines Ever the eye sees Ever the dog pees Ever the birds fly
I used to hate poetry back in high school because I could never understand any of it and I didn’t want my teachers
A long way from Mt. Pulaski on this cold, Illinois night. The Interstate is reaching out to Kris and Chuck, near Dwight. Dwight is far behind them now
No shadow today Thanks to Punxsutawney Phil Spring is almost here
Gentle winds blowing in from Key West and Havana far away from Sanibel Island once brought soothing comfort to residents and tourists alike.
My Grandpa was Irish Or at least his parents were So every year we went to Grandma and Grandpa’s house for corned beef and cabbage.
