T_O_A_D Posted March 19, 2012 Posted March 19, 2012 "Patriarch" It was Jim our Patriarch The one who started our silly Lark Collecting Dogz that foolish bark He gathered us from foreign lands To form a pack that ever stands A man From Scottland so was he A township there name Blairgowie Upon this name his nick would be Don't forget it you and me If not for Jim our pack would be Scattered out and lost at sea He rallied Friends and even Foe To watch them all come and go Hello Laddies want to play I'll host a session, for you today He Mastered flying on the run Dropping bombs instead of gun He concurred worldly things, do tell Piling Money in a wishing well Making life, no living hell Jim Tamed the land and it lakes Built a home from wooden stakes There he leaves a legacy of churned up dirt and fallen tree Who had Jim dig the moss His wife Helen she's the Boss Then one day He met a Foe A mastered one, He could not throw He fought him hard day and night Jim and Cancer put on a fight The Dogz are family next to kin But the battle raged within Taking down our beloved Freind Don't be sad my fellow lads Jim is always, our virtual Dad © Todd Allen Long 2012 2 Quote
T_O_A_D Posted March 19, 2012 Author Posted March 19, 2012 Guys I have no idea where these are coming from. It started about 5 days ago, when I decided to try and write lyrics for original songs, Since then every time I let my mind do mundain things like sleep, mowing the lawn (<---this one this morning doing just that) even interstate driving. I start getting lines to poems or lryics to songs. The poems are like interludeds to my main goal. I hope the one above doesn't sadden your hearts too much. Is it because I've reach a level of lonleyness with my wife being gone. Or a Tumor pressissing on a creative spot in my noggin? Who knows but I'm sure enjoying it. I wish I understood music score better and could turn my words to melodies. In time I hope. Like this one just came to me while typing. I need a fellow friend of mine willing to put in overtime leeding words of ryme into song that beats on time Quote
DD_Arthur Posted March 19, 2012 Posted March 19, 2012 Todd, this is the second time you've brought tears to my eyes. You're meant to be the gun-tottin' redneck remember? One day, and I don't know when yet, the Euro Dogz and the North American Dogz MUST meet. 1 Quote
T_O_A_D Posted March 19, 2012 Author Posted March 19, 2012 Sorry Arthur, I've even added a couple of lines since you read it too. I could add so much more about Jim as you know, but I need to quit before I break it. LOL Quote
1. DDz Quorum Friar Posted March 19, 2012 1. DDz Quorum Posted March 19, 2012 If I sent you a dime could you pen me a little rhyme? perhaps a dollar more for one the dogz to holla' or even a buck to say who gives a damm Its that last line I am having trouble with...... Excellent work Toad, stirring stuff indeed. 1 Quote
T_O_A_D Posted March 19, 2012 Author Posted March 19, 2012 If I sent you a dime could you pen me a rhyme? perhaps for a dollar One to make dogz holla' I'll spot ya buck For a ride in the ya truck We'll be drinking our beers Shifting the gears And showing our rears While tossing our cans At oncoming vans Just to say, who gives a damm Quote
2. Administrators fruitbat Posted March 20, 2012 2. Administrators Posted March 20, 2012 great stuff william toddspear! Quote
BadAim Posted March 21, 2012 Posted March 21, 2012 Damn, you caused me a tear or two as well Todd. But that's OK, because real men can cry if they like, even while they fire a few .45 slugs in the air in remembrance of their fallen comrade. EEEEEEEE-HAW, I shore do miss that geezer! 1 Quote
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