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Swampyville’s - “Whoo-Whoo”!

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"Whoo-Whoo"! By L. Don Oliver

We all called him "Whoo-Whoo", No purer person you will ever _; Every morning we would gather, To watch him chugging down the _;

Every morning we would pump our fists, Like little children are oft to ; He would pull his imaginary whistle chain, Then go, "whoo-whoo", "whoo-whoo", "whoo-__";

"Whoo-Whoo" was a slow learner, And he wasn't very __ One thing that he did possess, Was a great big loving __;

The little money he made, From clearing vacant lots, To him that wasn't a great _; Each morning he would buy bread, For all the little birds, And the small animals to ;

One day a small child, Fell into a raging river, Running through a biting rain, That cut like a sharpened __, With no thought of himself, "Whoo-Whoo" jumped into that river, Swam to that little child, And save that baby's _;

"Whoo-Whoo" was still mortal, He had every thing to live for, And he didn't want to ; The last seen in his existence, He was flowing down the river His hand up, waving __;

They found "Whoo-Whoo" a few days later, There was nothing any one could ; Some say that off in the distance, They heard a "whoo-whoo", "whoo-whoo", "whoo-__";

I know that "Whoo-Whoo" is now, With God in heaven and that He is doing just _; For each morning the angels, All gather together to watch, "Whoo-Whoo", chugging down the _;

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Time to Sweep! By L. Don Oliver

There's a time to be awake, There's a time to sleep; There's a time to clutter, There's a time to sweep;

There's a time to reap, There's a time to weep; either, Among the wolves, Are among the sheep;

The sheep will Bleat, The wolves will howl; while, The Special Interests, Steal your crying towel;

There is no difference, Between the left and right; They'll take all you have, With great delight;


Swampyville’s - “In The Sweet Along My Way”!

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Abide, bait, before, breeze, bring, by, delight, dream, flight, flow, fly, goodbye, high, knee, more, reverie, seize, sing, slow, stream, tide, today, wait, way.

In The Sweet Along My Way! By L. Don Oliver

In the sweet along my way, Reliving memories of the _; In the once, long, long ago, Who could wish for anything _;

Fishing upon the bank, Of a lazy flowing ___; No thoughts of tomorrow, Relaxing within my __;

An old cracked cane pole, Resting gently upon my _; Thoughts of the now, Lost in my __;

The ripple upon the stream. Created by a gentle blowing ___; Sun dancing upon the water, The moment was mine to __;

Sounds of a singing wren, Bass splashing with _; A solitary soaring eagle, Upon it's effortless __;

A greenish blue crab, Drifting along with the _; A turtle upon a fallen tree, It's there that it will __;

A majestic blue Heron, Wading in the shallows _; Right there where all, The smaller fish will _;

A family of Mallards, Gracefully paddling ; Soon they will join others, Upon their Northern _;

A catfish beneath the water, Swimming swiftly upon it's ; Saying to no one in particular, "You'll not catch me __";

Time passes, oh! so quickly, In life it will never _; Guess its time to go, For, I forgot the _;

The descending Sun is yawning, The Moon soon will be _; Time to gather up my gear, And tell all my friends __;

Many love ones are in heaven, There, where the Angels _; While I'm still upon my journey, I will cherish all that life will ___;

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The "New Age" Hunter! by L. Don Oliver

My abduction from reality, By an unforeseen force; Abhorrent desires instilled, Upon my selfish course;

Tracking unsuspecting prey, Pursuing through its domain; Eventing upon its misery, Its eternal sleep for gain;

Tracking "Thumper" through the woods, Was no great thrill to mind; "Flower" stinks to high heaven, No! its "Bambi" and his kind;

Desirous of a trophy prize, Greediness to devour it all; Admiring that creatures head, When mounted upon my wall;


Swampyville’s - You’re the Poet - “Persistence”

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Persistence! By L. Don Oliver

When I was eight years old, As chubby as I could ; Tommy sent word he wanted To meet under the pecan __;

The sun was shining brightly, It was a very warm ; I discovered very soon, Tommy was not there to _;

He wanted to fight, And I didn't know ; He swung and missed, And I made him ;

Happening on several occasions, The outcome was the _; He would start the fracas, And I would end the _;

The last time we met, I didn't have my _; Tommy swung and hit me, Splitting my upper ;

It wasn't out of anger, It wasn't just to __; Tommy kept on trying, Until he got it __;

I didn't know why he wanted to challenge me. We met on several occasions under Mr. Rice's pecan tree. I would take him down and hold him until he said uncle. The last time we brawled, I discovered his reason after he got a lucky punch in. I grabbed him by his shirt and drew back to hit him. He had a big smile on his face. No, I didn't hit him. At that moment I understood. I smiled back!

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Recollection Day! By L. Don Oliver

The world was at war, Of course that's nothing new; The planters of the fields, Were counting their sowing due;

It was approaching that day, That comes to one and all, Anticipation of that occasion, Individually, we will recall;

Four days after Christmas, Was my annual day; Never a special event, Much to my dismay;

Watching Mama sneak one, Which she had every right to d0; In a world of dubious hope, With its ever changing hue;

When that day arrived, That day we all retake; There with five candles aglow, A chocolate pecan cake;