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                                            GRAND

                       Tenderly and with the utmost care
                                 She stood and slowly combed her hair
                       Beautiful splendor blond and bright
                              Reflecting in mirrors against the light

                       Slowly now and naked... she turned around
                               The sight just nailed me to the ground
                       I could not move and tried to speak
                             All I could utter was a senseless squeak

                       My limbs were lame and I could not bear
                                To see her beauty just standing there
                       I closed my eyes and she took my hand
                                I moved and cried... and it was grand

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                                           HEAVENLY

                              Had we but courage and time enough
                           And weren't so selfish and had more love
                             This world of ours... and human life
                             Would be glorious and without strife

                       We could close our eyes and still see the light
                           Of pleasant thoughts and souls so bright
                            Our lives would be by joy surrendered
                          And mankind's flight so heavenly splendid

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                                             HOME

                         In this little home of ours
                                We spent our time in days and hours
                         To raise our children and their friends
                               And around the corners and the bends
                         The paint came off and on the floor
                                  The tiles and carpets are no more

                         But now the time's a coming
                                    That our house is empty running
                         Because for you my dear and I
                                    Our lives are slowly passing by
                         Do not forget my love to smile
                              Yes... it's still all worth our while

                         Because of you... the one I love
                                   We keep struggling hand in glove
                         And you know the greatest time
                                     Will be... when yours and mine
                         Bring their own... dainty and daring
                                    It's for all that we are caring

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                                             HOPE

                       Whatever I eat or whenever I dine
                             It goes right down and tastes just fine
                       But all the food beware... beware
                                It does not stay too long down there

                       It mumbles... it grumbles and it blows
                                    And out the bottom it easy flows
                       It's hard to imagine but every bit
                             Just turns to smelling light brown shit

                      I hope in this hospital of the U of A
                                They find me a cure and I'll go away
                      To a better life and a more pleasant time
                                  And no more need for a dirty rhyme

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                                           HOSPITAL

                        The doctors come and the nurses go
                                      This hospital is in full flow
                        This place is like a big machine
                                 With many done and some still keen

                        Many patients are just sick
                             And some are cured with a needle prick
                        And never in your whole damn life
                                Have you ever seen that much strife

                        Some come in and never leave
                                And take their shots without a beef
                        They are ready and have surrendered
                              They die in peace when life has ended

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                                            JANET

                           She is like a bible between books
                                     Or like a human between gooks

                           She is like a high between lows
                                    Or like a caress between blows

                           She is like a rest between bouts
                                     Or like a face between snouts

                           She is like a dress between frocks
                                   Or like a diamond between rocks

                           If this doesn't describe her well
                               She is just heaven compared to hell

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                                       JOYFUL AND KIND

                         Mrs. Marion as an administrator
                                   Certainly is a jolly communicator
                         She directly knows the sense of a joke
                               As long as someone else gets the poke

                         I think she is a reliable type of girl
                                  With many a swing and daring swirl
                         We are fortunate to have her here
                                To fill-out the forms neat and clear

                         And even in the daily hospital rush
                                 She keeps her speed without a blush
                         She is experienced and cool of mind
                                   And most of all... of loving kind

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                                           KNOW ALL

                                Many a man either big or small
                               Sometimes thinks he knows it all
                             But before the day turns into night
                               He has to agree he was not right

                                 And every time over and over
                         He tries to prove the fourth leaf of clover
                         And every time he thinks his proof is there
                             He has to admit that he was not fair

                              So next time when it is your turn
                             At least do show that you did learn
                           That there is no man either big or small
                              Who really... really knows it all

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                                            LINDA

                       My beautiful Linda never read this aloud
                                       And certainly never in a crowd
                       Read it softly and in a quiet hush
                               It's bound to make you blush and blush

                       You are so brave yet beautifully gently
                                 That even I become tame and friendly
                       Words like tender... soft and fine
                                Cannot express these thoughts of mine

                       So let these line - between you and I
                               Be the secret of secrets under the sky
                       For never really I'd want to confess
                                       This open book and living mess

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                                            LONELY

                                In this hospital way afternoon
                              I feel trapped in a crowded cocoon
                               And every one I speak to or not
                             Seems out of his mind or out on pot

                           I think it's the feeling of being alone
                       That bereaves me of senses that have since gone
                       I look out the window and the sun is still there
                            Shining its brightest and I just stare

                            Where is my spirit... where is my mind
                          Where is the laughter and feelings so kind
                          Please let the sun be replaced by the moon
                            And put me to sleep in my cozy cocoon

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                                        LOVE'S TORTURE

                         Love's pleasure so tender and new
                               Becomes the torture of love's curfew
                         Still we dare... gently and free
                                And try to enjoy while moments flee

                         In our life so full of Lent
                                       Love often is just abstinent
                         We do not know what might occur
                                And try to enjoy while moments blur

                         And in the dying moments of our kiss
                                   We find the wonderments of bliss
                         We never ask or reason why
                                 And try to enjoy while moments die

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                                       LOVEABLE INSIDE

                        Definite authority and lots of spunk
                              That's the lady... who orders the junk

                        You better gulp... just for this day
                               The food she ordered... without delay

                        Yet somehow... right through her lines
                                You see the glow that outward shines

                        She is the type acting from aloft
                                Inwards she's lovely and gently soft

                        Her tinted windows trying to hide her soul
                            Tells you... I'm the boss and in control

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                                       LOVABLE RATTLER

                                Typist... typist... rattle on
                                  Like on a finger marathon
                          Your head bent low... your neck real sore
                         In capital style... like you've done before

                                What a scribble... what a note
                                  It's like a funny anecdote
                             To ask for this... on a single page
                                This guy is in a fadding rage

                            So smile your smile and cool your cool
                          Like you have been taught in typing school
                          And while your mind is on the nitty-gritty
                           Behind that desk... you look real pretty

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                                          LUNCH TIME

                       Patiently and in no definite rush
                                 I'm waiting for you to gently blush
                       And offer your excuses for staying away
                              Although you knew it would make my day

                       I tell myself that I understand
                                 And force my feelings under command
                       I know you know as time goes by
                                 That my love and patience never die

                       Whatever the lunch... the place or time
                               Without my partner I can't enjoy mine
                       So rush on over before I have to declare
                            That I'm talking again to an empty chair

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                                         MAKE-UP GRIN

                        Sometimes when I feel right down
                                       I pretend to be a cheery clown
                        I go to the mirror just for a while
                                 And put on a face with a silly smile

                        Before I have my facelift done
                                   The gloomy feelings are just gone
                        And with this phoney make-up grin
                                    I feel just fine and good within

                        So if you happen to feel that way
                                     Remember what you've read today
                        Certainly... and I don't know why
                             Your dreary feelings will pass right by

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                                            MOTHER

                               Tenderly and with a radiant glow
                               She is always busy and on the go
                         Dusting... washing and with a friendly smile
                            She chats and laughs just for a while

                        Then the windows... the beds and all the rest
                           In devoted dedication she does her best
                            And in this house with one quick look
                          You know for sure... she goes by the book

                           And very few with their forgetful brain
                             See the care... the work... the pain
                             The way this household is being run
                            It seems that she does it all for fun

                               Well my child and older creature
                             This lady performs a unique feature
                          For besides the cooking to keep them alive
                         She works a full time job from eight to five


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