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Post by 2old on Feb 9, 2021 8:30:15 GMT -5
When I grow up I wanna be a pea Or, maybe, a green bean... let me see. If I'm a pea I can roll across the floor Finding my way out the back door.
Now, if I'm a green bean... and I don't want to offend. But I can only roll one way, unless I go end over end. I think of the two, I'd rather be the pea. Hopefully, everyone will agree with me!
I gave serious thought to become a simple carrot stick. Would be always fearful of a rabbit sneaking up and giving me a lick. The pain can be felt as those sharp rabbit teeth begin to chew!! No way do I want in a rabbit's tummy... would you???
Brussel sprouts are sorta interesting, but if I was one Few people would like me and that'll be no fun! An onion! Yes! Red, yellow, or white... an onion it'll be! Making peoples breath bad, while I giggle with glee.
Don't want to be corn... with an ear but can't hear! Certainly, being a potato would be something to fear. Do I end up scalloped... French fried... or just mashed. And when they peel me my eyes end up just trashed!
If I'm celery and a little too stringy, they just toss me away. If I'm beans, if eaten, I can make a house stink for an entire day! If I'm rhubarb, I'll end up baked in someone's pie! If I'm asparagus, I'll make your pee stink... I wonder why?
Well, I guess I can't find a vegetable I'd rather be Than the person who eats them such as an old man like me! Think I'll remain a human as long as this life shall last And just keep rhyming to be the one who ALWAYS posts last!!!
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Post by jaila on Feb 9, 2021 16:50:44 GMT -5
You'd like us to agree.... That you shall be a pea????
Which cannot manage one bounce, and weighs less than an ounce?
Or a brussel sprout, which makes most people pout? Though I myself, likes them well, and thinks you'd be swell?
But no, not those and not corn, You'd lose your voice and your horn; You'd be unable to tell us stories, Complete with your trials and glories.
If you were a celery stalk, then how would you talk?
If rhubarb, you'd be baked. If asparagus, raked!
Is there anything wrong, with continuing here, singing your song?
And Weezer, I must say,
seeing that flag pillow makes my day!
If you all forgot about me, Then I remind you I am still here, you see.
The goal is in sight, of a year's long flight...
To be first, AND last is my goal....Or find me, in a hole.
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Post by 2old on Feb 10, 2021 9:25:37 GMT -5
Zip-a-dee Do Dah! Zip-a-dee ay! Taxes are filed and refund on the way! What else is there to do when there's no golf to play 'Cause we're in a "deep freeze" for at least another day!
People say nothing's prettier than a white blanket of snow. Well, friends, I wish I could tell Old Man Winter where he can go! Spending way too much time in my recliner, no exercise at all Unless you count trips to the restroom down the hall!!
Soon it'll be just a memory. Spring will come and flowers will bloom. Geese will be seen flying back north, predicting warmer weather, I presume. We'll be back on the golf course, this cold snap gone and out of the way. I won't remember this cold, since my old mind can't remember yesterday!!
As I sit here typing this, I don't get upset there's no golf to play. I'm comfortable, here, while retired... not having to go to work today. It's warm and toasty in our home, the electric bill will be very high. That there are folks who won't be able to pay their heating bill, makes me want to cry.
Police and fire and utility workers will be doing their jobs in the cold. We need to make sure our appreciation for them is widely told. I sit here in the warmth of our home, trying not to ever forget The sacrifices others make, keeping me warm and safe where I sit!
There will be a trip, today, to the golf course to do a small project. Things like that make me feel needed, and their asking for help I will not reject. Small projects keep me busy, making the days go by really fast And if you didn't notice, 2old just was here to be the first one to post last!
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Post by Weezer on Feb 10, 2021 20:35:03 GMT -5
"Spending way too much time in my recliner, no exercise at all Unless you count trips to the restroom down the hall!!" I hear ya 2old. i always recall my dad saying "its tough to get old!" But i do try to exercise , walking dogs when we can is fun cuz im with my husband and my best friend Valentines day is near, have ya'll got your mates cards? I did that today !!..i know just what he wants for Valentines day! Chocolate! any kind of chocolate, he is skinny as a rail but loves everything fattening , but then again he's a runner and of course he looks almost frail. Been thinking maybe if he stays that way ... maybe on New years eve , he can take my place ! I know he would win that race and be in first place.! He could almost outrun the whole human race!! anywho, it just a thought i thought i would ask of you but it know what your answer would be already, it would be No, no , no nononononoool!oh well Just thought i would take that chance of trying to be the last one to post but looks like my chance is actually right here,! yes , at a glance, Im the LAST TO POST ..Said Weezer in her last chance to Boast!!
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Post by 2old on Feb 11, 2021 9:53:31 GMT -5
She said, "I'm leaving! I'm going away!" I begged, "I love you! Won't you please stay?" But it was easy to see she had packed and her trip had begun As my friend the spider on her six legs quickly did run.
He knocked on my door in the middle of the night. I looked out the peephole and reacted in fright. For on the front step stood Abraham Lincoln, so tall and so lean. Well, it has been some years since old Abe I have seen!
A noise at the window, I first thought it was the wind just blowing. Maybe, since it is Winter, it had just begun to start snowing. The noise kept up and I thought I better check to see. At the window was a farmer's pig staring right back at old me!
Now the window is high, two stories in the air. How did a pig get tall enough so in the window it could stare. My extension ladder had been left outside when I used it the last time And, step by step, up that ladder this pig hoof by hoof did climb.
Wait! The washing machine sounds like it is running at midnight! I turn over in bed and my wife is nowhere in sight! Where has she gone? Why is the washer filling with water? As I enter the laundry room, there stands my wife... in her hand a fly swatter!
She said you should have seen the size of that house fly that flew over my head While I was sleeping in our warm comfortable bed. I chased him to the laundry room, tossed some sugar in the machine The fly flew inside. I closed the lid. Wow, was he mean!
With all this excitement I am really short on sleep. So, don't bother me while napping... don't let out a single peep! As you must imagine, I'm exhausted and almost out of my mind! But, 2old is, as always, last to post as you will find.
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Post by Weezer on Feb 11, 2021 22:23:01 GMT -5
Greetings young man as he types out his poems with just one hand! His name is 2old! Thats what ive been told !
If only he knew how precious his poems are i just know for sure he would earn many a gold star! Bet right now he's starting up his car ..
well in only his dreams will he be driving afar. A place he calls his second home.. A golf course of all his own... His buddies he adores, as they all play golf every day to make a big score!
i saw this man for the very first time and it was right here on Take Refuge Games a photo of him and his cohorts, sorry but i know not their names.. you know they all love the Golf Course
Well as they sat a table and 2old says let play a game.. no. not Golf boys. this is going to be utterly insane,, guess who Mr 2old is? and just wait and see.. no will never ever pick me..!
He thought no one would ever guess the avid Golfer from a round table of all men golfers as his friends. well, who knew ??This fella, i spot him at once! I just knew this man was the wisest of them all, and am guessing he may also be real tall!
i took the chance to say it was he...! I felt it as i looked again and could just tell this is the man who Rhymes like Hell!
in the end , i was right!! and from then on i learned from him to try my best to Rhyme but everyone knows he's the best from the Midwest!
well thats how i began to come here to post and the best part is, most times im am the last and will always be last as i was in the past! im aghast that again, i am able to be the Last at LAST!! AMEN!
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Post by 2old on Feb 12, 2021 8:11:03 GMT -5
It's vacation time and I'm going away But will return to post my rhymes on another day To post my prose and post my rhyme For now, though, it's vacation time!!
The flight is booked, the tickets are in my hand. Only a half-dozen passengers so, in line, we won't have to stand. The boarding of the flight may take a while As we will all be dressed in astronaut style!
Yes, I'm booked on the first flight of humans to Mars! I'll wave as we pass by the moon and the stars. We're all packed. We'll be leaving really, really soon. The first leg of the trip is following the cow over the moon!
One of my friends, in a room just down the hall Once in a while he gets out of bed and takes a bad fall. He has trouble walking, it's caused by the vertigo from his long flight. You see, he was born and raised on Mars and arrived here just last night.
We sat together as he was being checked in to the home. He began to tell me how through the planets he did roam. It's so amazing the many spheres he has seen in his intergalactic flights. The rings of Saturn and our own moon of green cheese... such amazing sights!
Time has been lost as he has traveled through the universe. He's headed back home, tomorrow, if he doesn't get worse. And, he's offered me a ride as he returns to his home in the sky. I'm so excited to have the chance in a space ship to fly.
I've not seen his ship, he says he left it in a park where they play baseball. His friends from Mars are still on the ship and, from them, he's expecting a call. Their credit card was expired so they couldn't purchase any gas for traveling back to Mars. So, their going around siphoning gas from the neighborhood cars.
The grass on Mars is red instead of on Earth where it is green. Every Martian is kind and welcoming, not one is ever mean. They have no government or judicial system, it's not required. To need leadership or law enforcement on Mars is not required.
Everyone, there, pitches in and helps each other... it's in their genes. Suits and ties are not allowed as everyone up there wears jeans. The Martian women are beautiful, for which I'm glad since my wife can't go along. I'll fit right in with the Martian men, for he says they all are very strong.
Just a perfect place to visit, he called ahead and reserved a hotel room for me. Says the continental breakfast is a little different, as he giggles with glee. So, I've got on my boots and I've got on my hat... the one I wear to the course. I've spent so much time telling others about my trip, I'm getting a little hoarse.
So, wish me well. Bid me a fond farewell. A bon voyage would even do. This trip will take some time, maybe a week or even two. I hear the orderlies coming. I can't wait to tell them I'm leaving and going to Mars! Just remember 2old has been first to post last as he sails off through the stars.....
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Post by jaila on Feb 12, 2021 15:06:17 GMT -5
Oh Gosh, 2old is taking a vacation,; what would we ever do? There's no telling, by the time you'd return, what frazzlement we'd have turned into!!! And Weezer, you'd like your hubby to take your own place? Just for the one day, so he'd WIN this race???? My stand on that would be pretty clear. I'd allow it only IF, he CARRIED you on his back, my dear! Now, where is Dusty and Drifter and Formerlyme, when they are needed, I ask. I need them to help me keep order here; it's an awful huge task!!! Well, perhaps if all the motels on Mars are full, And if Weezer's hubby eats so much chocolate, his running is rather dull.... Then, I might still have a chance, if I don't look askance, To win this race, if I wear my fastest pair of pants. I wonder if the outfit might influence who wins, Or if it would only be the source of endless laughs and grins.
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Post by 2old on Feb 14, 2021 9:56:51 GMT -5
Happy Valentine's Day to the ladies of the True Refuge Forum! I will try to be polite and used proper decorum. It will take work, but I must be kind to the ladies here today And not pick on them with the words in my rhymes that I say.
But, where's the fun? Where's the excitement? Why would I be banned from rhyming incitement? So, give your chocolate a taste and your roses a smell For 2old is here, a story to tell....
'Twas a wicked winter's day, February 14th in '76. We were staying with her Mother way out in the sticks. She was pregnant with child, about ready to burst It was our second child... It wasn't the very first.
She woke me at 5, telling me her waster had just broke. Only 8 months along, I thought she was telling me a joke. When I came to my senses, I realized she was having a contraction. I jumped out of bed and sprang into action.
Out to the barn and harnessed a horse to the sled. Stacked pillows and blankets to make her a bed. Carried her through the snow and laid her in the sleigh. To the hospital we would go, some 20 miles across the way.
Slapping the reins on the flank of the horse We slipped and we slid letting the steed choose the best course. The drifts became higher the wind was blowing strong. That we might get lost in the snow clouded my mind before very long.
No way to see landmarks to assure us we were headed the right way. I did not want to deliver a child on the seat of a cold sleigh! Slapping the reins harder, I screamed at Old Nell. About that time she stepped in a hole and down she went... she fell.
Stranded in the cold, in a snowstorm no less I was scared out of my wits, that much I must confess! My wife began screaming as the labor pains did increase. And the snow kept falling. The winds just would not cease.
In the distance I saw it! Flashing lights both red and blue! I told my dear wife, responders are coming for you! The noise from the snowmobile's engine was such a welcome sound. Pretty soon EMT and officers were standing all around.
Off to the hospital they went with my wife, fading out of sight. Leaving me alone with a lame horse stuck in snow as my plight. I walked to Old Nell where she still lay on the ground And into my rifle, an old Winchester, I levered a round.
Shaking as I was squeezing the trigger to put old Nell down My wife began shaking me... My eyes opened and saw her frown. She said, you were having quite a dream, it must have been bad For you were kicking and hollering like you were really going mad!
Now most of the above is one of my usual stories put to rhyme Which are removed from truth... fiction most of the time. Some of this is true, though, our second daughter was born on Valentine's Day. And, we were staying with her Mother, with the hospital an hour's drive away.
She was only 8 months pregnant, but it had been a rough time filled with tears galore We had buried her Dad just the very day before. Our daughter now is grown, I texted her greeting early this morning hoping she would smile. And that's the end of today's story with 2old last for a while!!!!
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Post by Weezer on Feb 15, 2021 22:56:20 GMT -5
Well , well, well , while i was away i have to say, I sure missed ya'll this unexpected very cold and snowy day! i like to read Jaila and 2olds posts.. two of many people here that i really like the most..
And as i was reading 20lds perils of another bad luck day headed his way and knowing his wife was close to have her baby that very minute of that very day..! i took a deep breath , hoping all will be ok,then told of your wife waking you up from another on of your ingenuous dreams!
And my eyes opened wide when i read your daughter was born on Valentines day well guess what? my only child and my only son was stubborn and waited til i had stuffed my mouth with lots of Valentine chocolate candy that day
So my son waited til the very next day ,when i held my very sweet baby boy in my arms and began to pray. i will always remember what seemed to be that he was smiling at me on that very special sweet day.,.
And by the way, i was so tempted to call him Saint Valentine but my hubby instantly said,, No Way !.. So we named him Robert and i have to say, that i call him Bob or Bobby,still to this very day. and every year i send him a big Valentine box of chocolate for his Birthday!.
And now i have to still keep my word. As you can see , I'm the last one here to post. And the last to be your posted Host ! And the very Last to Boast the most!, and Last to Post at Last! At last!!
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Post by 2old on Feb 16, 2021 9:29:06 GMT -5
I walked a young lady down the aisle Since I was the "Dad" she had known for a while. It was 1990 and they're still married today With two great kids, grown, and moved away.
She came to us as a foster, abused and scarred. The experiences she had gone through would leave her mind forever marred. We were doing foster care, then, 104 through our home if my memory is right. Some would stay long term... Some would just spend one night.
This young lady stayed with us for quite a few years. We were able to give her safety and love to wipe away the tears. She had been born on a cold night... Christmas Eve... I must say. Always disappointed her birthday was lost in celebrating Christmas Day.
We began celebrating her "half birthday" each and every year since 1985. She can now be excited when her "half birthday" does arrive! She is not lost in the Yuletide celebrations as she was when she was just a girl. Now she can have cake and ice cream and gifts and, maybe, a banner that will swirl.
Our "Valentine" daughter never wanted to move the date of "her day". Even though it would get lost in the celebration of a holiday She would go through some difficult times in her teenage years But she always had a big heart for others... A "Valentine" inside to overcome many tears.
Both of these young ladies could not control when they arrived on the Earth. Their celebrations were sometimes forgotten... other times filled with mirth. Both have "survived" must more serious things than celebrating the day they were born. Both have come out of "dark times" as new, exciting times have dawned like in the morn.
So, Weezer, pass on belated birthday wishes to your son from my wife and me. I'll pass on "good vibes" even though never to meet you or he. And, were we to meet some day you would probably just whack me on the chin For being first to post last and the trophy in 2021 you know 2old will win!!!!
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Post by Weezer on Feb 16, 2021 20:59:37 GMT -5
You talked as thou 2old is a bad guy, why would i punch you in the eye? your a gentle man, a funny man , a sincere man and a very smart man! As a man of lots of farming experience , i have some questions that maybe i have asked twice before,? my old age is forgetting what i even came here for. yikez!
up the road a piece lives an old farmer and his wife, they have 4 cows in one small field ,, the rest are on lots of land roaming around like they are in lala land.'
but those 4 cows as we soon found out are to be slaughter cows. that i never forgot. it just breaks my heart knowing in days or months they will be hanging and carved apart.
i could never be a farmers wife, i would be crying every day knowing those poor cows will be used for frying steak, chops and what ever..
i have a hard time noticing the numbers of bulls and cows they have no life. i know its a way of life for some farmers but i still try to close my eyes as our main road
meanders around the farmers land Maybe some day i will understand but for me,it just hits me like the wind from a fan..
Oh and now they have pigs so fat and cute ,again its food some Bacon and chops well again it just saddens me but someday maybe i will understand to take it like a man and not cry to beat the band,
well ive run out of Rhyme, so i think its my time to say adieu to all of you.. Yep, Im the last to post , im after all the postess with the mostest!! Last!!
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Post by 2old on Feb 17, 2021 9:30:45 GMT -5
Grab something sturdy and hold on tight! They're coming to get us and they're coming tonight! I got the message... It's indelibly written in my brain. Yes! They're on their way and we will feel the pain.
Giants! They're tall and they are strong. Their intentions towards us are entirely wrong. We'll never survive the onslaught as Earth they overrun! They will wipe us all out as if it's all in fun!
Don't try to hide, they will find you where ever you are. Don't try to outrun them by racing away in your car. They won't feel the pain from a knife or a gun. A missile fired from the Army will, them, barely stun.
We can see their shapes, even though shadowy they appear. We can feel the heat they give off as they continue to draw near. Buildings are turned to rubble as they wreck destruction in the street. Our military in full force the invaders cannot defeat.
We're done! It's over! The human race will be wiped out forever more. We cower in the corner, praying for help, as we hear them at the door. Our thoughts turn to the fact we, this invasion, may not survive. If only some greater force to save us would arrive.
In the distance we hear it! Now I know we will survive and be okay! It's that familiar cry of the masked man, "Hi-Yo Silver, Away!" With his silver bullets flying and Tonto at his side On the white steed, the Lone Ranger to our rescue does ride.
"Here I come to save the day!", that means that Mighty Mouse is on the way! He's riding on Paint with Tonto as they enter the foray! Gene and Roy on Champion and Trigger are approaching from the West. Their bravery and their marksmanship will be put to the test.
Wait! Fresh from the Gunfight at the OK Corral and slinging lead Comes the Wyatt Earp with brothers Virgil and Morgan leaving the invaders lying dead. The size and weapons of the invaders won't help them survive Against those sixguns... those single action Colt .45's!
The air is thick with gun smoke, the sulfur smell is a welcomed thing. The 'Sons of the Pioneers' "Happy Trails To You" begin to sing. As one of the rescuers fires again and again and the invasion begins to unravel He drops a small white card... "Paladin - Have Gun, Will Travel"
As the gun smoke begins to clear, we smell that refreshing odor of saddle leather. The streets are in shambles... buildings are gone... it's so quiet you could hear the drop of a feather. We feel safe to come out of the places we found to hide Hoping to see our heroes as off into the sunset they do ride.
I shake my head as I feel the weight of the holsters on my hips, the ammunition belt is full. On the back of my winter coat, I can feel a tug... a pull. It's Bat Masterson! "Just wanted you to know we will always be here to assist when there's a need." So, I am feeling much better as I'm first to post last again... I'm the winner... Yes, indeed!!!
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Post by Weezer on Feb 17, 2021 22:55:25 GMT -5
Again 20ld is on a roll , A western story is what he done told.. A man in a saddle with guns ready for battle. roaming the hills and valleys out west ..
ahh, i can see him now . adjusting his saddle checking his bullets in hipster bag as he approaches the most famous cowboys of all Gene, Roy and of course Wyatt Earp all saddled up and looking tall.!
I hope 2old does not mind me using some of he talent But it helps me learn as i go , who knows Maybe someday i will be able to be a poet like him.. the chances i have tho ,are none to slim..,
im sure he had been doing this since he was a baby yelling to his mother to read more nursery Rhymes.. guess he knew since he was born, sooner or later a famous poet star is born,,
well again i wander from game to games but this game here is from where i came. and i plan to be here week after week til New years eve when something will happen to all of us. please don;t freak as i speak..
but yes suddenly a race will take place right here my dears and there will be a lot of folks here who will get here by Bus. and with monumental excitement and maybe will cuss...... but just between you and us.. its going to be Weezer who will win the final Last to Post with not any fuss from Gus.
by the way , who is Gus? Gustave, is my father.. a man i love to this very day. i know he will be watching ,so it will be all for him even if my chances of winning are none to slim..
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Post by 2old on Feb 18, 2021 13:34:26 GMT -5
Psst! Did you hear that? What was that sound? I heard it and now my heart has began to pound! Was it a whimper? Was it a cry? Is someone in pain? Oh, my! Oh, my!
The noise is getting louder, going from a whimper to a scream! Is this real? Or is this just another bad dream? Someone's at the door. The pounding is so loud! Into a closet... hiding... my wife and I do crowd.
You can hear the door breaking, the invaders they are through! I have no ideas what they have in mind... what evil will ensue. Footsteps are approaching. Our visitors are more than one. Glass is heard breaking, the damage has begun.
Oh, heck! Where am I going with the story? I haven't the slightest clue. If I kept on rhyming, I would scare both me and you. So, to keep everyone from being frightened just let me end it here And be the last to post, a fact we all should cheer!!!!
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