1. Cookies.
2. Milk.
3. Special poem.
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For him to see-
As soon as he jumps
down from the chimney.
Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose – MEinRhyme-And Everything Else I've Written In Given Time
19 Apr 2022 Leave a comment
in Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times 2012 Tags: "Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times", Employment, Flat tire, Grim, Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, Milk, No job, Poetry, Upswing
1. Running out of milk, at breakfast.
2. Having a flat tire, on the way, to work.
3. Not having a job, at all.
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The latest news is just the thing-
For employment records, finally, are on an
upswing.
09 Apr 2022 1 Comment
in Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times 2012 Tags: "Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times", Employment, Flat tire, Grim, Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, Milk, No job, Poetry, Upswing
1. Running out of milk, at breakfast.
2. Having a flat tire, on the way, to work.
3. Not having a job, at all.
====================================
The latest news is just the thing-
For employment records, finally, are on an
upswing.
07 Apr 2022 1 Comment
in Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times 2007 Tags: "Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times", Cows, cows multiply, Horse to water, MEinRhyme, Milk, Prices sky high, Well runs dry
28 Mar 2022 Leave a comment
in Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times 2007 Tags: "Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times", Cows, cows multiply, Horse to water, MEinRhyme, Milk, Prices sky high, Well runs dry
03 Mar 2022 1 Comment
in Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times 2013 Tags: Calorie, Childhood, Chocolate, Chocolate milk, Entertainment, Find, History, Milk, New, News, Poetry, Rhyme, Rule, School
In the lunch line-
The chocolate milk, I could not find.
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I looked here-
And, I looked there.
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I took a big look-
Behind the head cook.
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I took another look-
In every cranny and nook.
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I looked under the table-
I looked everywhere that I was able.
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I asked around-
And, a sad answer was found.
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No more chocolate milk at school-
For it was a new golden rule.
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Too much calorie-
Not good for you, not good for me.
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In the lunch line-
The chocolate milk, I could not find.
-2011-
09 Dec 2021 1 Comment
in The New That Happened To Unfold-From The Old Tags: Buckets, Glass containers, Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, Milk, Plastic jugs, Poetry, Rhyme, The New That Happened To Unfold-From The Old, Three
31 Oct 2021 1 Comment
in Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose Tags: American Indians, Authenic tea party, Cleanse, Cream, Cup of tea, Dillute, Happy, Houston Chronicle, Illinois, Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, MEinRhyme, Milk, Modern Mother Goose-On the Loose, Native Indians, Poetry, Pour, Present Day, Religion, Rhyme, Sugar, Sweet
Pour me a cup of tea-
And I’ll be as happy, as I can be.
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Add a little bit, of sugar and cream-
A tea lover’s ultimate dream.
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Of course, back in the olden days-
The addition of milk cut both ways.
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If you were affluent, you drank yours mostly straight-
And if you weren’t then dilution with milk, was your date.
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To stretch it as far as it would go-
Our love for tea still continues to grow.
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Of course, a certain taste, has been acquired-
Give me all the additions, for I want to be truly wired.
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If I were to win the lottery, it would be a welcome dream-
With still wants of that added cream.
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Native American Indians, a “thousand” years ago-
Made a strong tea, 6 times stronger than our modern cup of joe.
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Using toasted holly leaves and stems, near the present day,
State of Illinois-
It would make you sick, cleanse your soul, and then bring you
joy.
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Dilution, of course, is the key-
To savoring that perfect cup of tea.
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Pour me a cup of tea-
And I’ll be as happy as I can be.