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To Be a Child In Summer

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Summer sun so hot and burning
Doesn’t slow the children yearning
To play and laugh and swim all day
Until their heads they slowly lay
Down to rest and dream all night
In morning swim again they might
So careless, free and joyful they are
While adults toil to pay the house and car
Oh to be a child innocent and free
Even for one more summer’s eve
Of hotdogs, watermelon and swimming
Adulthood is nice but childhood is living

Summer in Fresno Limerick

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Everyone loves the summer
No other season is funner
But here in Fresno
Where it’s an inferno
We sizzle like bacon as we suffer

Fell on Black Days by Soundgarden (Chris Cornell)

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The Man was a gifted poet, musician, artist

Fell on Black Days

Whatsoever I’ve feared has come to life
Whatsoever I’ve fought off became my life
Just when everyday seemed to greet me with a smile
Sunspots have faded and now I’m doing time
Now I’m doing time
‘Cause I fell on black days
I fell on black days

Whomsoever I’ve cured, I’ve sickened now
And whomsoever I’ve cradled, I’ve put you down
I’m a search light soul they say
But I can’t see it in the night

I’m only faking when I get it right
When I get it right

‘Cause I fell on black days
I fell on black days

How would I know
That this could be my fate?
How would I know
That this could be my fate? Yeah

Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh

So what you wanted to see good
Has made you blind
And what you wanted to be yours
Has made it mine

Don’t you lock up something
That you wanted to see fly
Hands are for shaking
No, not tying, no, not tying

I sure don’t mind a change
I sure don’t mind a change
Yeah, I sure don’t mind, sure don’t mind a change
I sure don’t mind a change

‘Cause I fell on black days
I fell on black days

How would I know
That this could be my fate?
How would I know
That this could be my fate?

How would I know
That this could be my fate?
How would I know
That this could be my fate?

I sure don’t mind a change

Written by Chris Cornell • Copyright © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management US, LLC

R.I.P Chris Cornell

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Say hello to Heaven Chris
It’s painful how much you’ll be missed

My heart breaks to think you’re gone
That you’ll never write another song

My ears will ever long to hear your voice
And poetic words with eloquent choice

Sometimes low and deep, stirring the soul
To loud and scratchy raising the pulse

Your pain spoke to me and helped me cope
Channeled my rage to avoid the rope

I’m sorry the rope found you my friend
Suppose all succumb to its beckon in the end

Thank you for sharing your pain and torment
Your art will endure, leave a lasting imprint

I will mourn you ahead in some black days
Embrace the black hole sun’s chilling warm rays

Though too short you are great among men
A true artist to the bitter sweet end

A Lament for the Dodgers

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Oh, Dodgers how I love you
I will love you evermore

Even though your lack of winning
Has made me very sore

Yes, four West titles are grand
A very nice accomplishment

Yet no world series victory
Since Ronald Reagan president

I was but a lad when last the blue
Hoisted the beflagged trophy

Years now of enduring through
Poor trades and wastes of money

Meanwhile the enemy has won
Three times in a mere five years

Forced to watch and wish them ill
In agony I wiped away my tears

You have the greatest pitcher
Of this modern baseball age

Kershaw is a wonder to watch
As he racks up tens of Ks

Now rookie of the year!
Seager is a marvel

A silver slugger as well
So young, so much potential

Still the struggle and still the strife
Every game is a scramble

For a rotation to pitch through six
BAs against lefties a shamble

Still I don my Dodger Blue
Defend my team to the enemy

So many mocking jabs and jeers
They insult and laugh at me

Please Dodgers I need you to improve
Beat the D-Backs Rocks and Giants

Find a groove, a roll, a swing
Bring home some more pennants

And in October don’t let me down
Beat the mighty Cubs

Prove to me and everyone
You are the greatest club

I’ll bleed blue till the day I die
I’ll never give up hope

So please find a way to win
And bring the trophy home

Right and Left and Wrong

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Right throws stones to Left
Who in turns throws stones to Right
And hurl them back so swift
With all their mustered might

To win the argument
They exchange insults and slurs
Much to the detriment
Of relationships for years

Still, somehow, the hateful rain
Of anger swelling from deep within
Causing wounds and scars and pain
Ever lasting with no peaceful end

While few problems are ever solved
Life drums on much as always
Major issues are never resolved
As we hurry down life’s freeways

Hungry have little food to eat
Children continue to cry at night
Budgets with no money to meet
Nations, religions, races still fight

But Left will say they are Right
And Right keeps fighting on
They battle on with no end in sight
Not knowing that each is wrong

Put aside the bickering and fighting
We’ve become too angry and bitter
The hateful words are blinding
Let’s not worry about right or left, but better

Haiku: Fragile

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Life is strong as glass
Yet shatters in a moment
Leaving broken shards

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