1. Hoops.
2. A planned speech.
3. Penmanship.
===========================
Handwriting 101, for sure-
A communication tool, that should
endure.
.
Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose – MEinRhyme-And Everything Else I've Written In Given Time
22 Feb 2022 1 Comment
in Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times 2013 Tags: "Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times", Communication, Handwriting 101, Hoop, Houston Chronicle, Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, Penmanship, Planned speech, Poetry, Practice, Rhyme, Tool
1. Hoops.
2. A planned speech.
3. Penmanship.
===========================
Handwriting 101, for sure-
A communication tool, that should
endure.
.
05 Feb 2022 1 Comment
in Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose Tags: Andertoons, Cell, Communication, Cordless, Holler, Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, Messaging, Modern Mother Goose-On the Loose, Party line, Phone booths, Phones, Plain, Poetry, Pony Express, Rhyme, Stand by wall, Text, Vocal, Words
We hollered across the plain-
With the prospect, of local information, to gain.
.
We waited, for word, by pony express-
From loved ones, to a specific address.
.
Snail mail eventually took its place-
Back then, it was considered letters delivered in haste.
.
And, then came the telephone-
With one person navigating, letting your personal
business, to the whole town be readily known.
.
The party line was certainly a go-getter-
Sharing a line, with just a few folks was a trend setter.
.
To remember the days, when we got a call-
And, had to stand, in the corner, and talk on the phone,
that was attached to the wall.
.
Pay phones helped to ease the load-
When we traveled elsewhere, on the road.
.
Cordless became the rule-
To talk out in the yard, became the normal cool.
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The cell took its place in line-
Conversation everywhere is what we could find.
.
And, now when we holler at that special friend-
Instant messaging or a text is what we send.
.
Simple words, across the screen-
No vocals involved, just the message seen.
.
We hollered across the plain-
With the prospect, of local information, to gain.
.
09 Jan 2022 Leave a comment
in Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose Tags: Andertoons, Book, Cell phone, Communication, Cordless phone, Corner, Hall, Houston Chronicle, Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, Modern Mother Goose-On the Loose, Phone book, Poetry, Rhyme, Stand, Telephone, Three by M.E./Rhyme of the Times
There used to be a corner-
In the house, down the hall, that caused a stir.
.
For that was where the telephone was-
Attached to a wire, in the wall, just because.
.
One had to stand in that one spot-
Cause back in the day, this is all one got.
.
No cordless or cell phone, to be had-
To stand in the corner, to make a call made one glad.
.
It was always on hand-
That telephone and the book, in the corner, on a stand.
.
And, of course, our most used numbers were written, on the wall-
In the midst, of the corner, down the hall.
.
There used to be a corner-
In the house, down the hall, that caused a stir.
.
.
29 Nov 2021 1 Comment
in Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose Tags: "Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times", Communication, Dial tone, Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, MEinRhyme, Modern Mother Goose-On the Loose, Party line, Phone, Poetry, Reading, Rhyme, Single, Whatever, Writing
Once upon a time there was no dial tone-
There was in fact, no type of phone.
.
.
One had to write or go next door-
If any exchange of words, were in store.
.
.
Or holler, or perhaps talk, over the fence-
Of course, things have changed, to the tune
of immense.
.
.
We finally got the phone, where the operator
would blast our personal business all over
town-
And then to the party line, where many callers,
at once, could be found.
.
.
.
And then we went single line-
Leading to the mobile, that led to the
continuing twittering, of what is on one’s
mind.
.
.
.
Once upon a time there was no dial tone-
There was in fact, no type of phone.
-2013-
15 Nov 2021 Leave a comment
in Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose Tags: "Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times", Communication, Dial tone, Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, MEinRhyme, Modern Mother Goose-On the Loose, Party line, Phone, Poetry, Reading, Rhyme, Single, Whatever, Writing
Once upon a time there was no dial tone-
There was in fact, no type of phone.
.
.
One had to write or go next door-
If any exchange of words, were in store.
.
.
Or holler, or perhaps talk, over the fence-
Of course, things have changed, to the tune
of immense.
.
.
We finally got the phone, where the operator
would blast our personal business all over
town-
And then to the party line, where many callers,
at once, could be found.
.
.
.
And then we went single line-
Leading to the mobile, that led to the
continuing twittering, of what is on one’s
mind.
.
.
.
Once upon a time there was no dial tone-
There was in fact, no type of phone.
-2013-
14 Nov 2021 1 Comment
in Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose Tags: "Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times", Communication, Dial tone, Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, MEinRhyme, Modern Mother Goose-On the Loose, Party line, Phone, Poetry, Reading, Rhyme, Single, Whatever, Writing
Once upon a time there was no dial tone-
There was in fact, no type of phone.
.
.
One had to write or go next door-
If any exchange of words, were in store.
.
.
Or holler, or perhaps talk, over the fence-
Of course, things have changed, to the tune
of immense.
.
.
We finally got the phone, where the operator
would blast our personal business all over
town-
And then to the party line, where many callers,
at once, could be found.
.
.
.
And then we went single line-
Leading to the mobile, that led to the
continuing twittering, of what is on one’s
mind.
.
.
.
Once upon a time there was no dial tone-
There was in fact, no type of phone.
-2013-
13 Nov 2021 1 Comment
in Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose Tags: "Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times", Communication, Dial tone, Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, MEinRhyme, Modern Mother Goose-On the Loose, Party line, Phone, Poetry, Reading, Rhyme, Single, Whatever, Writing
Once upon a time there was no dial tone-
There was in fact, no type of phone.
.
.
One had to write or go next door-
If any exchange of words, were in store.
.
.
Or holler, or perhaps talk, over the fence-
Of course, things have changed, to the tune
of immense.
.
.
We finally got the phone, where the operator
would blast our personal business all over
town-
And then to the party line, where many callers,
at once, could be found.
.
.
.
And then we went single line-
Leading to the mobile, that led to the
continuing twittering, of what is on one’s
mind.
.
.
.
Once upon a time there was no dial tone-
There was in fact, no type of phone.
-2013-
12 Nov 2021 1 Comment
in Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose Tags: "Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times", Communication, Dial tone, Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, MEinRhyme, Modern Mother Goose-On the Loose, Party line, Phone, Poetry, Reading, Rhyme, Single, Whatever, Writing
Once upon a time there was no dial tone-
There was in fact, no type of phone.
.
.
One had to write or go next door-
If any exchange of words, were in store.
.
.
Or holler, or perhaps talk, over the fence-
Of course, things have changed, to the tune
of immense.
.
.
We finally got the phone, where the operator
would blast our personal business all over
town-
And then to the party line, where many callers,
at once, could be found.
.
.
.
And then we went single line-
Leading to the mobile, that led to the
continuing twittering, of what is on one’s
mind.
.
.
.
Once upon a time there was no dial tone-
There was in fact, no type of phone.
-2013-
12 Nov 2021 Leave a comment
in Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose Tags: "Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times", Communication, Dial tone, Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, MEinRhyme, Modern Mother Goose-On the Loose, Party line, Phone, Poetry, Reading, Rhyme, Single, Whatever, Writing
Once upon a time there was no dial tone-
There was in fact, no type of phone.
.
.
One had to write or go next door-
If any exchange of words, were in store.
.
.
Or holler, or perhaps talk, over the fence-
Of course, things have changed, to the tune
of immense.
.
.
We finally got the phone, where the operator
would blast our personal business all over
town-
And then to the party line, where many callers,
at once, could be found.
.
.
.
And then we went single line-
Leading to the mobile, that led to the
continuing twittering, of what is on one’s
mind.
.
.
.
Once upon a time there was no dial tone-
There was in fact, no type of phone.
-2013-
02 Sep 2021 1 Comment
in The New That Happened To Unfold-From The Old Tags: "Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times", Communication, Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, MEinRhyme, Modern Mother Goose-On the Loose, Poetry, Pony Express, Reading, Rhyme, Text, The New That Happened To Unfold-From The Old, Three, Whatever, Writing