What is my #1 flavor of ice cream,
Which one's tasted,
Feels like a wonderful dream?
Why it's coffee,
Nice and creamy,
You see,
but not too sweet,
Yeah,
The right balance
Is just neat.
I'm amazed how many calories,
in half a cup one sees,
And often wonder if it was accurately calculated,
Because sometimes the number seems way overrated.
Now for ice cream I'm in a mood,
But it's dark outside,
So I may just have to sit here and brood.
Oh, but I got my sweet fix with M&Ms a few minutes ago,
So to brooding I say no,
I shall wait for another day,
To go out of my way,
And enjoy ice cream of coffee taste,
Even if I must make haste.
The End
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Monday, April 5, 2010
Poem #5 - One of my Neighbors
An elderly lady lives next door,
On the same floor.
She scares me sometimes,
And I'm not just saying this,
So this poem rhymes.
The elderly lady curses a lot,
I'm exaggerating this not,
She uses language fowl,
It often comes out as a howl.
To drown her voice,
I put on music real loud,
Because seriously,
I have no other choice.
The End
On the same floor.
She scares me sometimes,
And I'm not just saying this,
So this poem rhymes.
The elderly lady curses a lot,
I'm exaggerating this not,
She uses language fowl,
It often comes out as a howl.
To drown her voice,
I put on music real loud,
Because seriously,
I have no other choice.
The End
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Poem #4 - Jeans
Blue jeans part of my wardrobe are,
Do you wonder why?
It really isn't so bizarre.
They are comfortable and well-maintained
Whether it snowed or it rained.
There are jeans of different types,
They go with all kinds of shirts,
Be it with dots or with stripes.
One of my dark blue pairs is in the washer currently,
I can't wait to have them sparkling fresh,
I'm thinking with glee.
The End
Do you wonder why?
It really isn't so bizarre.
They are comfortable and well-maintained
Whether it snowed or it rained.
There are jeans of different types,
They go with all kinds of shirts,
Be it with dots or with stripes.
One of my dark blue pairs is in the washer currently,
I can't wait to have them sparkling fresh,
I'm thinking with glee.
The End
Poem #3 - The Easter Bunny
Easter is today,
On a bright and sunny Sunday,
Falling as usual,
One month earlier
Than May.
A chocolate Easter bunny I received this afternoon.
Oh, I said,
This is quite a boon.
I would begin to nibble it,
At full moon.
Of rice krisps it was made,
I inhaled the chocolate scent deeply,
And said,
This sure made the grade.
It looked very yummy,
And with much gratitude:
Thank you,
Said my tummy.
The End
On a bright and sunny Sunday,
Falling as usual,
One month earlier
Than May.
A chocolate Easter bunny I received this afternoon.
Oh, I said,
This is quite a boon.
I would begin to nibble it,
At full moon.
Of rice krisps it was made,
I inhaled the chocolate scent deeply,
And said,
This sure made the grade.
It looked very yummy,
And with much gratitude:
Thank you,
Said my tummy.
The End
Friday, April 2, 2010
Poem #2 - The Gym
The gym is a place to work out,
To lose the weight,
Of excess food that entered your mouth.
Enjoyable to work up a sweat it is not,
But if to keep in shape is sought,
then that is the only shot.
So I attempt to go weekly twice,
Even though,
I'd much rather be eating
Chicken Souvlaki with rice.
The End
To lose the weight,
Of excess food that entered your mouth.
Enjoyable to work up a sweat it is not,
But if to keep in shape is sought,
then that is the only shot.
So I attempt to go weekly twice,
Even though,
I'd much rather be eating
Chicken Souvlaki with rice.
The End
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Poem #1 - Poetry Month
Poetry Month is again here,
It indeed happens,
Consistently,
Once a year.
People, please don't have any fear,
As I attempt to get into high gear,
And write one poem a day,
Be it if there's rain
Or more than one sun ray.
My poems may not have much flow,
But I'm hoping,
At some point,
Improvement will show.
Poetry I will write,
Even if it takes all night.
Thirty in all,
Some will be small,
And some tall.
So, sit back and enjoy,
Or roll your eyes,
And say,
Oh boy.
The End
PS = An announcement - today is the one year anniversary of my blog. Time sure flies by!
It indeed happens,
Consistently,
Once a year.
People, please don't have any fear,
As I attempt to get into high gear,
And write one poem a day,
Be it if there's rain
Or more than one sun ray.
My poems may not have much flow,
But I'm hoping,
At some point,
Improvement will show.
Poetry I will write,
Even if it takes all night.
Thirty in all,
Some will be small,
And some tall.
So, sit back and enjoy,
Or roll your eyes,
And say,
Oh boy.
The End
PS = An announcement - today is the one year anniversary of my blog. Time sure flies by!
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Happy St. Patrick's Day
March 17th marks the day Irish and many non-Irish people celebrate St. Patrick's Day...a day, I believe should be officially declared a national holiday. I paid my tribute by wearing plenty of green (it's my favorite color...so it wasn't hard to find something from my wardrobe :)
The streets of NYC were flowing with people in green garments, and it was very pleasing to the eye. I made my way to the parade, which was taking place on 5th Avenue. Lots of cheering, bands playing, fireman and schools marching. It was a well organized event, and this year, the weather was actually perfect...
Below are some pictures. Please excuse the fact that they aren't that great. I just wasn't close enough to the front.
Separately, this evening, my toilet overflowed. Shucks. What a pain. Me being ever curious, I tried flushing the toilet again, hoping it would work, but OH NO, the water overflowed again. I spent the next 30 minutes cleaning up. So right now, I'm pretty grossed out. Tomorrow, I'll have to get someone to fix it. Anyway, I digress, do enjoy the pictures below.
- The Irish Flag
- US Flags...just the right amount of wind.
- The Military
- Band performing. While my intent was to focus my camera solely on the band, I became entranced and captivated by the two cute hats the people in front of me were wearing.
- A Marching Band
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