That substance called sugar-
Can be quite enticing and quite a bugar.
-2009-
Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose – MEinRhyme-And Everything Else I've Written In Given Time
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Sugar is sweet-
It’s one of those
favorite things to
eat.
.
We eat with our
cereal-
We eat it with
just about every
meal.
.
We eat it a snack-
A sugar attack, as
a matter of fact.
.
We wouldn’t want
to miss-
Drinking it on a
regular basis.
.
The sweet stuff is
everywhere-
Not a kitchen in
America, in the
cupboard, is the
subject bare.
.
But, the substance
of sugar-
Can at times, become
a little bugar.
.
For in our lives it can
reach deep, and touch-
If we happen to overdo
it and have too much.
.
Moderation is the key-
For the sweet tooths,
that most of us happen
to be.
.
Sugar is sweet-
It’s one of those favorite
things to eat.
-2011-
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in Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose Tags: Baboons, Childhood, Crops, Grapes, History, Modern Mother Goose-On the Loose, Poetry, Reading, Rhyme, Sour, South Africa, Sweet, Writing
The grape crop was ready
for harvest-
And was reined in by
special guests.
For in South Africa, no
one could keep the baboons
away-
Even with electric fencing,
noisemakers, and rubber
snakes, they still came by
the hundreds everyday.
To them the only proper
treat-
Was to eat the grapes that
were sweet.
For if they were sour, they’d
leave them behind-
For the poor grape growers
to scour through and find.
The grape crop was ready
for harvest-
And to rein them in, was
the famously uninvited
guests.
-2010-
25 Jan 2022 1 Comment
in Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose Tags: Adjustment, Awake, Focus, Grouchy, Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, Modern Mother Goose-On the Loose, No sunshine here, Poetry, Real world, Rhyme, Scatter, Stay away, Sweet, Time, Wrong Side of Bed
When I first awake, no one is around-
As a matter, of fact, they scatter on purpose,
so that they will not be found.
.
The reason being is that when I awake my
world is upside down-
And, an extreme grouchiness can be found.
.
Don’t know why, it is the way it is-
But, for others around, it is some serious biz.
.
Learning from experience, they know that it is
best-
To give me a bit, of time, to give any matters a rest.
.
And, then I’ve had enough time to get adjusted, to
deal with the real world-
Otherwise, beforehand, my thoughts are often
distorted and swirled.
.
Leading to a person that is not nice-
With given time, I’m just as sweet as
sugar and spice.
.
When I first awake, no one is around-
As a matter, of fact, they scatter on purpose,
so that they will not be found.
19 Jan 2022 1 Comment
in Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose Tags: "Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times", Attack, Eat, Entertainment, Favorite, Food, History, Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, Moderation, Modern Mother Goose-On the Loose, Poetry, Rhyme, Sugar, Sweet, Time, Unusual
Sugar is sweet-
It’s one of those
favorite things to
eat.
.
We eat with our
cereal-
We eat it with
just about every
meal.
.
We eat it a snack-
A sugar attack, as
a matter of fact.
.
We wouldn’t want
to miss-
Drinking it on a
regular basis.
.
The sweet stuff is
everywhere-
Not a kitchen in
America, in the
cupboard, is the
subject bare.
.
But, the substance
of sugar-
Can at times, become
a little bugar.
.
For in our lives it can
reach deep, and touch-
If we happen to overdo
it and have too much.
.
Moderation is the key-
For the sweet tooths,
that most of us happen
to be.
.
Sugar is sweet-
It’s one of those favorite
things to eat.
-2011-
29 Nov 2021 1 Comment
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16 Nov 2021 1 Comment
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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.
.
Add a little bit, of sugar and cream-
A tea lover’s ultimate dream.
.
Of course, back in the olden days-
The addition of milk cut both ways.
.
If you were affluent, you drank yours mostly straight-
And if you weren’t then dilution with milk, was your date.
.
To stretch it as far as it would go-
Our love for tea still continues to grow.
.
Of course, a certain taste, has been acquired-
Give me all the additions, for I want to be truly wired.
.
If I were to win the lottery, it would be a welcome dream-
With still wants of that added cream.
.
Native American Indians, a “thousand” years ago-
Made a strong tea, 6 times stronger than our modern cup of joe.
.
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.
.
Dilution, of course, is the key-
To savoring that perfect cup of tea.
.
Pour me a cup of tea-
And I’ll be as happy as I can be.
26 Jul 2021 Leave a comment
in Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times 2010 Tags: "Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times", 20/20, Age, Driving, Eyeglasses, Kind, Little Old Ladies, Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, Poet, Poetry, Rhyme, Self esteem, Sight, Sweet, Transportation, Writers
1. They’re sweet.
2. They’re kind.
3. When they pull out in front of you on the road it is not
because they have low self esteem and have to get a
boost to that ego, it is because they cannot see.
================================================
Some drive down the road-
Carrying more than a heavy load.
23 Jan 2021 Leave a comment
in Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose Tags: Adjustment, Awake, Focus, Grouchy, Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, Modern Mother Goose-On the Loose, No sunshine here, Poetry, Real world, Rhyme, Scatter, Stay away, Sweet, Time, Wrong Side of Bed
When I first awake, no one is around-
As a matter, of fact, they scatter on purpose,
so that they will not be found.
.
The reason being is that when I awake my
world is upside down-
And, an extreme grouchiness can be found.
.
Don’t know why, it is the way it is-
But, for others around, it is some serious biz.
.
Learning from experience, they know that it is
best-
To give me a bit, of time, to give any matters a rest.
.
And, then I’ve had enough time to get adjusted, to
deal with the real world-
Otherwise, beforehand, my thoughts are often
distorted and swirled.
.
Leading to a person that is not nice-
With given time, I’m just as sweet as
sugar and spice.
.
When I first awake, no one is around-
As a matter, of fact, they scatter on purpose,
so that they will not be found.