Saturday, December 20, 2008

In the line of duty

In the line of duty
That’s where you were
When you lost you life
How did this occur

You were fighting fires
You were killed in Iraq
You chased the bad guy
And you can't come back

In the line of duty
There was no hesitation
Risking your life
Seeking no admiration

By, Randee Saber, 12/20/08

A tribute to all the men and women who
willingly sacrifice their lives for others.

Thursday, December 18, 2008


There’s no end in sight
With signs everywhere
Many are helpful
Some shouldn’t be there

Road signs and street signs
So we won’t get lost
But plenty of billboards
Should all be tossed

Billboards that advertise
Liquor and beer
Tempting someone
While they try to steer

Train crossing warnings
And stop signs we need
Plus speed limit signs
For those who speed

Gas station signs
When prices are high
We'll find cheaper gas
If there's a supply

Motels and restaurants
Signs everywhere
If tired and hungry
No need to despair

Real estate signs
There's more each day
A hefty mortgage
Some people can't pay

A sign on a pole
They lost their pet
It just wandered off
And isn't home yet

The Zodiac signs
You'll find in a book
Perhaps you have talent
You'll just have to look

By, Randee Saber 12/18/08

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

40 years on the assembly line

I’ve done my time
But not in jail
For forty years
With my lunch pail

I worked the line
By building cars
On Friday nights
We went to bars

A lot of changes
I have seen
When women came
The men were mean

We joined the union
To have a voice
Not to mention
We had no choice

We went on strike
When we were told
The picket line
Was always cold

Living off savings
That went very fast
Uncertain how long
The strike would last

It finally happened
The plant shut down
More unemployment
Filled our town

A foreign place
Is where they went
Stores would close
No money was spent

Outlawing unions
That dictated pay
Foreigners woked
Both night and day

I made the cars
You like to drive
Forced to retire
Yet I'll survive

By, Randee Saber 12/9/08

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Three wise men

Johnny Walker
Is Jack Daniels’ friend
And Jose Cuervo
They also befriend

Jose Cuervo
To make margaritas
Don’t take advantage
Of those senoritas

Jack Daniels
A Tennessee whisky
Drinking too much
Can make you frisky

Johnny Walkers’
Assorted blends
Their colored labels
Will be you friends

I'll drink Margaritas
I love the taste
But don't serve me whisky
This drink I'll waste

By, Randee Saber 11/26/08

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Elvis imposters

Elvis imposters
Not the real thing
They’ll capture his look
His songs they will sing

As a young Elvis
Some will perform
Or sequined jumpsuits
Some will transform

Of rock and roll
Elvis was king
He'd leave the building
And no longer sing

A great performer
We’ll never stop loving
And now to Graceland
His fans keep coming

Elvis imposters
His image you share
Of a great entertainer
Of a life in despair

By, Randee Saber 11/26/08

I'd like to be on Oprah

I'd like to be on Oprah
Chicago’s where I’d go
I’d go there in the winter
Cause I don’t mind the snow

If Oprah had me as her guest
My poems I’d recite
And when the show was over
A poem I would write

Although I seem to look okay
I do have one confession
I started writing poetry
It’s helped with my depression

I get so many compliments
My website’s often read
What I decide to write about
Are thoughts within my head

If I’d go on the Oprah show
I’d be an inspiration
For someone with depression
I’d share my information

Oprah I am asking you
May I be on your show
I’ve written funny poems too
Not very long ago

By, Randee Saber 6/18/06

Sunday, November 23, 2008

Pretty pink ribbons

Pretty pink ribbons
Worn with pride
Breast cancer patients
Will often confide

Donate your money
A race for the cure
Breast cancer affects
The rich and the poor

The mentally ill
No ribbons to wear
Their illness is silent
Does anyone care

Suicide victims
Too many have died
Crying for help
But help was denied

A breast cancer patient
I don’t want to be
I’m mentally ill
Please listen to me

By, Randee Saber 11/23/08

Friday, November 21, 2008

I hate cartoons

When I was young
Cartoons were shown
Before each movie
Until I was grown

What I disliked most
They weren’t realistic
Too many characters
Were very sadistic

No one got hurt
From a steep fall
And everyone always
Survived a brawl

Tom and Jerry
A cat and a mouse
The mouse was chased
Around the house

The mouse was clever
It never got caught
And teased the cat
With each new plot

We now see previews
Instead of cartoons
Which I like better
Than Looney tunes

By, Randee Saber 11/21/08

Copy cats

We buy the same cars
We buy the same clothes
And millions will watch
The same T.V. shows

The same computers
And cellular phones
And many will choose
The same ring tones

Choosing the college
Where their dad went
And thousands attend
The same sporting event

They’ll pray on Sunday
How pious they are
But many will go
To the neighborhood bar

So don’t get upset
With that copy cat
Who dresses like you
At the party you’re at

By, Randee Saber 11/18/08

Sunday, November 16, 2008

Are you really macho

You’re the lead singer
In a country-western band
You look like a cowboy
With cattle to brand

You play the guitar
In a rock and roll band
With torn faded jeans
You’re in demand

You sing all alone
A man who’s now old
In a Las Vegas show
All tickets are sold

You don’t put out fires
No lives have you saved
And a few times
You haven't behaved

You sing for thousands
And never seem scared
Sharing your songs
That you’ve prepared

Are you really macho
You play the guitar
Singing your songs
The girls think you are

By, Randee Saber 7/17/06

The Entrepreneur

The entrepreneur
Is innovative
Successful because
He’s motivated

He took a chance
It wasn’t easy
An honest person
He wasn’t sleazy

Thousands of jobs
He has created
People earn money
And they’re elated

He’s very wealthy
And could retire
His dedication
His workers admire

His legacy
Will still carry on
When he departs
After he’s gone

By, Randee Saber 7/31/08

Saturday, November 15, 2008

The North and the South

The North or the South
The East or the West
Is there a place
You like the best

From North to South
From coast to coast
The smaller cities
You'll find the most

Those in the North
Are tired of snow
Their winters can be
At least ten below

Those in the South
Can’t stand the heat
Inside their homes
They will retreat

Canadian neighbors
Living up North
Crossing our borders
Back and forth

Does anyone question
When they choose to stay
If they're illegal
Are they sent away

Our Mexican neighbors
Are not welcome here
Crossing the border
They do live in fear

Mexican workers
Will mow your yard
And fix your roof
They work very hard

Because they’re illegal
They can’t be hired
If it becomes known
They will get fired

The South when it’s cold
The North when it’s hot
A home in each place
I’d like that a lot

By, Randee Saber 11/15/08

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

You're fat enough right now

You’re fat enough right now
You really love to eat
You weigh 400 pounds
And you can break a seat

You frequent Chinese buffets
A favorite place for you
And many plates of food
You’ll certainly accrue

You’re fat enough right now
Are you just unaware
Of what you have become
I guess you just don’t care

Your body’s way too big
For jeans and stylish clothes
Because the more you eat
Your body grows and grows

Your family's quite concerned
They try to give advice
You’re able to lose weight
You’ve even lost it twice

You’d like to meet a lady
And go out on a date
Because you are too heavy
You’re not an ideal mate

You can't ignore the staring
You're smaller than a whale
Your doctor's also told you
Your health will surely fail

You’re shortening your life span
If you don’t limit eating
And join a group of others
At a Weight Watchers meeting

By, Randee Saber 4/27/06

For those of you

For those who liked offending me
I lacked the strength to let it be

For those who lowered my self esteem
I tried to be nice and never mean

For those I thought were once a friend
You wanted our friendship to finally end

For those who treated me unkind
You didn’t know I’d lose my mind

For all those reasons I got depressed
I hardly drove because I was stressed

For those of you who didn’t know
Five hospital visits I had to go

And now I can write a poem for you
It’s given me something useful to do

And with the income we’ve acquired
A new travel trailer was desired

And since I’m not working I have free time
So into my trailer or cruise ship I’ll climb

And now I’m trying to let it pass
The fact that you were a pain in the ass

By, Randee Saber 11/3/08

Saturday, November 1, 2008

Follow the leader

Follow the leader
A king or a queen
And hope that neither
Will ever be mean

Follow the captain
He's always in charge
Of a luxury ship
And even a barge

Follow the teacher
Who leads your class
Pay close attention
In order to pass

Follow your boss
And supervisor
When help is needed
You'll have an advisor

Follow the leader
It’s not just a band
The symphony
Is at his command

Follow the leader
Who’s now a dictator
If not they'll say
That you're a traitor

Follow the leader
The one we've elected
We lined up to vote
And he was selected

Follow the leader
When it's Sunday
Inspiring sermons
Your preacher will say

By, Randee Saber 11/1/08

Thursday, October 30, 2008

The stars and stripes

The stars and stripes
Are red, white and blue
And Betsy Ross
Sure knew what to do

George Washington wanted
A flag to display
When Betsy was chosen
She answered okay

With seven red stripes
And six that are white
Our first colonies
A choice that was right

White stars for each state
The background was blue
When new states were added
Their star was there too

I’ve seen many flags
Though none can compare
To our red, white and blue
Please handle with care

By, Randee Saber 10/30/08

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Phony people

I hate phony people
The ones who make pretend
That they really like you
But aren’t a true friend

I hate phony people
Who stab you in the back
For no apparent reason
It’s their choice to attack

I hate phony people
Who say they hate someone
Then before you know it
They’re both out having fun

I hate phony people
These people I don’t trust
Because they’re insincere
Get rid of them you must

By, Randee Saber 10/28/08

Sunday, October 26, 2008

Time marches on

Don’t tie me down
With all these chores
Doing the laundry
And scrubbing the floors

Don’t tie me up
While I’m at work
Constantly calling
I’m going berserk

Don’t tie me down
By having a child
I’m still very young
And want to run wild

Don’t tie me up
With a neck tie
Women don’t wear them
So why should I

Time marches on
And one day you’ll find
What once bothered you
You no longer mind

By, Randee Saber 10/25/08

Thursday, October 23, 2008

At the end of the tunnel

At the end of the tunnel
There will be light
Your struggles will end
You’ll be alright

There’s a light at the end of the tunnel

If a pot of gold
Does appear
You’ll have to walk far
The rainbow’s not near

There’s a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow

Whenever clouds
Come your way
They really may
Improve your day

Every cloud has a silver lining

By, Randee Saber 10/23/08

When it comes to money

When it comes to money
No one’s your friend
They're jealous of you
And what you can spend

When it comes to money
No one’s your friend
If they ask for money
The friendship might end

When it comes to money
No one’s your friend
If you lend them money
On you they’ll depend

When it comes to money
No one’s your friend
How you spend your money
They won’t comprehend

When it comes to money
No one’s your friend
Don’t give away money
Just to befriend

When it comes to money
No one’s your friend
They want donations
For you to send

When it comes to money
No one’s your friend
Unless they have money
Your friendship will blend

By, Randee Saber 9/23/08

Sunday, October 19, 2008

What these colors represent

On the forth of July
The flags are flown
Red, white and blue
Was our first flag sewn

Halloween colors
Orange and black
Trick or treat candy
Should go in a sack

Christmas colors
Are green and red
Merry Christmas
It’s often said

On Valentines Days
There’s many to choose
A red candy heart
Is hard to refuse

On Saint Patrick’s Day
Be sure to wear green
You may be pinched
If this color's not seen

Here comes the bride
All dressed in white
In her beautiful gown
She’s a lovely sight

A green beret
For those who fight
And camouflage
For day or night

Dearly departed
Black will be worn
Showing their grief
For whom they mourn

The Red Hat Ladies
Wear purple clothes
Colors that clash
They don’t oppose

By, Randee Saber 10/19/08

Thursday, October 16, 2008

Childhood games

A set of jacks and a little ball
This game was lots of fun
Playing in or out of doors
Holding ten jacks meant you won

Hopscotch was always played outside
A piece of chalk is all we’d need
To mark the blocks from one to ten
Tossing the stone and then we'd proceed

The jumping rope was very long
We’d take turns holding the ends
Little songs we would recite
While jumping rope with our friends

Surfing the waves on my rubber raft
Enjoying the warm summer breeze
Making castles in the sand
We’d do this with expertise

Riding our bikes and taking walks
For me it seemed like fun
Kids are now playing video games
And are hardly out in the sun

By, Randee Saber 10/26/08

Monday, October 6, 2008

Stage fright

I have to say
I truly admire
Public speakers
Who try to inspire

Millions will listen
To what they say
The politicians
And while they pray

Speeches and sermons
Can last for an hour
But your attention
They will devour

When singing on stage
They do so with ease
I’ve never seen anyone
Cough or sneeze

A field that’s a stage
On which athletes play
A bundle of nerves
They never display

And they're not afraid
Taking center stage
Defending someone
If paid a good wage

The clergymen
And the musicians
Do not fear the stage
Nor do politicians

I won’t sing or dance
Or give a speech
I'll let somebody else
Stand up and preach

By, Randee Saber 10/6/08

Thursday, October 2, 2008

The Star Spangled Banner

Composed by Francis Scott Key in defense
of Fort McHenry, Sept. 20th, 1814; Congress
proclaimed it the U.S, National Anthem in 1931

We'll sing this song
Along with the crowd
There's always a singer
Who sings it out loud

At sporting events
They won’t start the game
This song will be sung
Our pride we proclaim

At the Olympics
Our athletes won gold
Their anthem was played
A sight to behold

Four stanzas were written
By Francis Scott Key
He wrote as a tribute
To our great country

Our National Anthem
We'll rise when we sing
The flag will be flown
And tears this may bring

The Star Spangled Banner
It states we are free
We’re the home of the brave
And we all should agree

By, Randee Saber 10/2/08

Dogs riding in cars

Dogs riding in cars
The wind on their faces
They’ll go with their owner
To all kinds of places

Dogs riding in cars
A happy sight
Wherever they’re going
It's quite alright

When left in the car
Your dog will need air
Patiently waiting
They don’t seem to care

But when I return
My dog’s on my seat
I wish she could drive
That would be neat

Dogs riding in cars
Mine’s waiting to see
I hope it’s the park
Where she's taking me

By, Randee Saber 10/2/08

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Hurricane Ike

On September 12, 2008, Hurricane Ike struck the coast of Galveston
before travelling North to Houston.

I’m in the dark
Though it’s mid-day
The lights are out
The sky is gray

A hurricane
Had come our way
Along the coast
No one could stay

Those further away
Confronted Ike
Waiting for him
To take a hike

A storm that lasted
Through the night
His mighty winds
Caused quite a fright

Trees uprooted
From the ground
Covering lawns
Many were found

For countless years
These trees would sway
Till hurricane winds
Blew them away

Food that spoiled
I threw in the trash
We’re eating out often
And using up cash

Without any power
My house stays hot
And rinsing out clothes
I’m doing a lot

Plenty of candles
Are needed at night
When taking a shower
I use a flashlight

Along the right grid
The power’s restored
The rest of us
Are feeling ignored

I’m doing my best
Without having power
I’ve even extended
My happy hour

Hurricane Ike
You haven’t won
The clean-up work
Is now getting done

By, Randee Saber 9/28/08

NOTE: Alan and I were without power for 16 days and we'd like to thank
everyone who offered help.

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

Memorial Day

Our military heroes
We celebrate today
For fighting in a war
They did not run away

They’ll travel very far
They have to keep the peace
The fighting still continues
And never seems to cease

These military heroes
Are people who will serve
In all of the armed forces
Our safety they’ll preserve

We'll always have an enemy
Who hates the U.S.A.
Since we believe in freedom
They want us done away

This day we must remember
The ones who’ve fought in wars
Plus the ones still fighting
Far from U.S. shores

By, Randee Saber 5/27/06

A fallen hero

In Memory of the Huntwick Serviceman
Scott Alexander McIntosh, Houston, TX
Killed in Iraq by suicide bomber on March 10, 2008

You were brave
You chose to serve
It took guts
It took nerve

Off to Iraq
You went to fight
Many will say
This war’s not right

A second tour
You chose to do
Because this war
Is still not through

A fallen hero
A solider that fought
To keep us safe
Is what you sought

Because your life
Forever did cease
It’s time for you
To rest in peace

By, Randee Saber 3/17/08

Sunday, September 7, 2008

The Bachelor

Finding a mate
There’s many to date
Millions of people
Anxiously wait

Dressed in bikinis
The ladies look hot
All are ready
To tie the knot

Unable to hide
The cameras are there
Intimate moments
They’re forced to share

Plenty of cat fights
Causing a feud
Some of these ladies
Really act rude

The first kiss is brief
The next ones are long
They don’t seem to mind
We’re tagging along

Many hard feelings
We'll see on this show
Without their roses
The girls are let go

Two ladies remaining
Will already know
The one that he's chosen
When they air the show

A whirlwind romance
With a few private dates
This new TV couple
Became soul mates

By, Randee Saber 9/7/08

Saturday, September 6, 2008

Gun Control

Those who have guns
Are in control
Causing you fear
That is their role

They are in charge
When holding a gun
Do what you’re told
Don't try to outrun

Though we may listen
And do what they say
There’s no guarantee
We’ll be living that day

Those who cause harm
Think they are brave
Watching their victims
Trying to behave

There was a time
During World War II
The Jews in Europe
Were told what to do

The Jews obeyed
Germans with guns
Those who escaped
Were the lucky ones

Few fought back
But most didn’t try
Obeying oppressors
So they wouldn't die

It’s easy to say
What someone should do
When there is no gun
Pointed at you

Those who have guns
Who just want to hunt
Make sure there’s no one
Standing in front

By, Randee Saber 9/6/08

Friday, September 5, 2008

Surprise me

What kind of day will it be
When I awaken tomorrow
Will the sun be shining bright
There won't be a cloud in sight
And a new day without sorrow

Surprise me
Surprise me everyday
Will each day be unique
In advance I’d like to peek
Will it matter if I pray

What kind of day will it be
I won’t know in advance
Will I work and cook and clean
Will somebody act real mean
Will I get another chance

Surprise me
Surprise me everyday
Let each day be really great
Filled with love and never hate
Will a loved one go away

What kind of day will it be
Maybe something unexpected
A visit from a long lost friend
A helping hand someone will lend
Or will I be neglected

Surprise me
Surprise me everyday
Let each day be unique
Happiness I try to seek
Hopeful things will go my way

By, Randee Saber 11/28/06

Thursday, September 4, 2008


I like to shop a lot for clothes
To wear the current styles
The major stores are all nearby
I do not drive for miles

I try hard not to stop and stare
At those who wear odd clothes
And I think models look bizarre
On runway fashion shows

I like to shop at discount stores
Ross is my favorite one
As soon as I go in the store
My search has just begun

At Wal-Mart I will also shop
Though people that I know
Say all their items they import
So this store they won't go

The Dollar stores I really like
Their prices can’t be beat
A dollar for a greeting card
It’s really quite a treat

Garage sales are a great pastime
I just might spot a treasure
It doesn't matter what it's worth
A bargain gives me pleasure

My house is really cluttered now
With all my neighbors’ stuff
I can't give up garage sales
Although I've bought enough

I'm cutting back on buying clothes
And when I have too many
I’ll donate them to charity
For those with hardly any

One final thing I have to say
To every discount store
Please try and stay in business
Keep building more and more

By, Randee Saber 4/30/06

Monday, September 1, 2008

Squeezable contiments

Squeezable condiments
What a delight
Ketchup on fries
Is no longer a fight

Placed in a bottle
We certainly know
Tap tap the end
It helps ketchup go

In plastic containers
They found the trick
Ketchup moves faster
Yet it’s still thick

In these containers
Mayonnaise will squeeze
Dispensing its contents
With so much ease

Mustard and relish
You also can squeeze
They’re tasty on hot dogs
And burgers with cheese

Forget using knives
To dip and spread
Tilt and squeeze
To put on your bread

By, Randee Saber 8/2/06

Dress for success

Dress for success
That’s what they say
Wear a nice outfit
For work and play

Discount stores
Are places to shop
Department store prices
Will always drop

Looks are deceiving
No one can tell
When you’re looking good
But not doing well

Dress for success
Let others think
That you have money
And a coat that’s mink

By, Randee Saber 7/27/06

Sunday, August 31, 2008

Favorite things

A favorite movie
A favorite book
A favorite trip
That you once took

A favorite color
A favorite song
A favorite purse
To take along

A favorite city
A favorite car
A favorite show
And movie star

A favorite sport
A favorite meal
A favorite friend
Who doesn’t squeal

A favorite child
Never choose
Because their egos
You will bruise

By, Randee Saber 8/31/08

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

My parents in their Golden Years

When my parents married
They were very young
Dad was still in college
When he had a little son

The baby’s name was Dennis
A famous TV name
Dennis was the menace
And my brother’s claim to fame

They lived in Philadelphia
A row house they had bought
Now called condominiums
And spacious they are not

Wishing for a little girl
To complete their family
Their wish was to be granted
The second child was me

I can’t believe that to this day
People still ask me
Does Randee end in Y or I
And I will say “EE”

The year that I turned 9 years old
My grandparents lived near us
We moved to Margate City
And I put up a fuss

It wasn't long before we left
To go our separate ways
My parents moved to Florida
To soak up the sun’s rays

They also bought a summer home
It’s at the Jersey shore
So they can escape Florida's heat
Who could ask for anything more

Baseball, bridge and boating
Are things they do enjoy
Plus they like to volunteer
It gives them so much joy

They may have gotten older
But youthful they still are
Back and forth to Florida
My dad still drives his car

By, Randee Saber 4/23/06

Friday, August 22, 2008

Famous couples

Adam and Eve
Were the first to arrive
With the help of God
They would survive

In the Garden of Eden
They soon would eat
Forbidden fruit
Cause they wanted a treat

Although they were warned
They made a mistake
In the Garden of Eden
They'd no longer partake

Sampson was told
If he cut his hair
He’d lose his strength
So he should beware

Betrayed by Delilah
Who when she knew
She’d get lots of money
From Sampson's hairdo

After his haircut
Delilah would know
Sampson’s great strength
Within him would flow

Romeo, Juliet
Wherefore art thee
Away from their parents
They tried to flee

Star crossed lovers
Portrayed in this play
Not seeing each other
They couldn’t obey

Taking their lives
At the very end
This family feud
Would never mend

President Clinton
Could no longer hide
He had an affair
Which he denied

A pretty young intern
He hardly knew
What Monica said
Was really true

It hurt his career
For only a while
Fooling around
Is Bill's lifestyle

By, Randee Saber 8/22/08

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

A life cut short

A life cut short
So we can eat
Juicy steaks
We love our meat

Out in the fields
The cows will graze
A pleasant way
To spend their days

Eating all day
They need to get big
Feeding them grain
To eat like a pig

Innocent victims
They don’t even know
Off to be slaughtered
Soon they will go

We love eating beef
A porterhouse steak
Or hamburger patties
They’re easy to make

By, Randee Saber 8/20/08

Organ Donation

Organ donation
So one can survive
While somebody else
Is barely alive

Hearts and lungs
They desperately need
Donating your organs
Would be a good deed

A family’s decision
They’ll have to make
An accident chose
Their son to take

It's almost as if
They're shopping carts
For those who need
A lot of their parts

The donor’s heart
Continues to beat
The person who has it
His family she’ll meet

It can be your choice
To help someone ill
Organ donation
Should be in your will

By, Randee Saber 8/20/08

The backup band

The backup band
Gets no attention
Unless a singer
Happens to mention

The show won’t go on
Without a band
Alone on stage
Most singers don't stand

Millions of dollars
Singers can earn
All of their music
The band must learn

Those in the band
We won’t get to know
But they will be
A part of the show

The backup band
We know you exist
For recognition
You must persist

By, Randee Saber 8/22/08

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Rose Rose

Her party invitation
Was lying on my table
And on it was her name
Rose Rose is this a fable

Her parents never realized
When they had named her Rose
That one day she would marry
Mr. Rose and not oppose

After she got married
She never changed her name
A new first name she didn’t want
So different this became

When asked to give her full name
Rose Rose she will recite
People think she’s joking
This name cannot be right

Rose Rose a name to laugh at
But she is not ashamed
It’s just a funny circumstance
It’s just how she was named

By, Randee Saber 5/29/06

Friday, August 15, 2008

Have a ball

There are numerous games
To be played with a ball
Just kick it and throw it
Or hit off a wall

Balls that are different
Will keep us amused
If you’re playing tennis
New balls should be used

Baseballs and footballs
One’s round and one’s not
When playing each game
These balls must be caught

You can play with a ball
On a white sandy beach
Or in a deep pool
So your feet can’t reach

You can play on a field
You can play on a horse
You can play on a court
Or a fancy golf course

If you kick the ball hard
You might score a goal
If you’re using a putter
Tap the ball in the hole

You can slam dunk the ball
But you have to be tall
Being safe at home plate
Is the umpire's call

You must pick up your ball
At the start of a frame
Although it is heavy
You must try to aim

You can walk to your ball
But most like to ride
Parking their golf carts
Off to the side

Keep your eye on the ball
In the game that you choose
If you don’t pay attention
Then surely you’ll lose

By, Randee Saber 8/15/08

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

To each her own

You’ve wanted a baby
And you’ve been trying
A newborn baby
You want to hear crying

Fertility doctors
You’ve gone to many
But nothing has worked
It’s cost you plenty

Another procedure
Your doctor chose
Inside you now
Your baby grows

But only six months
You’ve had to wait
The baby arrived
Before the due date

A premature baby
Who fits in your hand
Intensive care
This baby will land

You don’t want a baby
You’re hardly ready
You’re only sixteen
And not going steady

You were ashamed
To tell your mom
That you got pregnant
After the prom

As weeks pass by
It’s almost too late
To get an abortion
Before the due date

A premature baby
They’re keeping alive
A fetus they didn’t
Allow to survive

By, Randee Saber 6/08

Saturday, August 9, 2008

Picnic table doggie

I’m going camping
I don’t have a choice
They don’t understand
My doggie voice

I’m happy at home
I sleep on their bed
I know when I’ll
Be walked and fed

When they go camping
They take me along
Because with them
They know I belong

The ride in their truck
Can make me sick
I always hope
We get there quick

When they arrive
At their RV site
Sometimes I don't
Act too polite

I won't be sitting
On dirt or concrete
The picnic table
Is my favorite seat

By, Randee Saber 6/08

Leisure time

A trip to the beach
A trip to the lake
A camping trip
We’re planning to take

A trip to Europe
A gambling trip
The Holy Land
We’ll have to skip

A two week vacation
Unless you’re retired
There’s so much to do
But don’t get tired

Leisure time
When not at war
Leisure time
If you’re not poor

By, Randee Saber 6/08

Friday, August 8, 2008

Limited spaces

Your office job
Has limited space
Inside a cube
Is your own place

Encircled by walls
Made to be low
Without a door
Or a window

Inside your cube
You’ll decorate
With photos taken
Of your mate

You’ll get to leave
While you eat lunch
And coffee breaks
Just take a bunch

Your tiny room
Is twelve by ten
It’s like your own
Adult playpen

This cubicle
Where you’re confined
Is causing you
To lose your mind

If you dislike
Your limited space
Somebody else
Will take your place

By, Randee Saber 8/8/08

Thursday, August 7, 2008

The Martyr

I’m sitting in
A prison cell
It’s damp, it’s dark
It must be hell

Another life
I did not take
But human rights
I did partake

I chose to march
In a parade
They said dissension
I displayed

I fought for a
They didn’t want
To hear my plea

I’m here for life
It won’t be less
No matter if
I do confess

I’m locked away
And out of sight
But I escape
Most every night

That’s when I dream
About the years
When I was marching
With my peers

My family
So far away
I hardly see

So I’m a martyr
Don’t forget
I never meant
To be a threat

By, Randee Saber 8/7/08

Thursday, July 31, 2008

A cat or dog person

A cat or dog person
Which do you like
I prefer dogs
They're eager to hike

Dogs love to play
And seek attention
They get excited
If walking you mention

Cats are aloof
But they’ll spend the day
Alone in your home
While you are away

There’s no rushing home
To walk the cat
They know how to manage
So stay where you're at

Dogs will protect you
Because they bark
A cat that’s outside
Will prowl when it’s dark

A cat or dog person
Or neither for you
Because in a cage
Is your big cockatoo

By, Randee Saber 6/08

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Don't bet on it

When we are children
We learn how to bet
The winner is happy
The loser’s upset

I’ll be you a dollar
Come place your bet
Lottery winnings
Most never get

Bet on a horse
Hoping it wins
Bet on your luck
As the spinning wheel spins

Although it’s a gamble
It’s still a sure bet
Beware of the loan shark
Who keeps in you in debt

All bets are off
Whenever you loose
Don’t bet on it
Just simply refuse

By, Randee Saber 7/08

Leader of the pack

Are you the leader
Of the pack
Or are you content
Just sitting back

Those who are leaders
Have many who follow
The words they say
People will swallow

Leaders will say
What they want you to hear
Those who are loyal
Will stand up and cheer

Leaders have power
And say they’ll be fair
Once they’re in power
The bad ones won’t care

Follow the leader
If you’re so inclined
But don’t let this person
Brain wash your mind

By, Randee Saber 7/08

Thursday, July 17, 2008

Where did they get those ideas from?

Ideas to build ships
Ideas to build boats
Ideas to build castles
Surrounded by moats

Ideas to build tunnels
Ideas to build bridges
Ideas to build roads
Along mountain ridges

Ideas to build cars
Ideas to build planes
Ideas to build trucks
And underground trains

Ideas that were big
Ideas that were bright
Ideas that were great
Ideas that were right

By, Randee Saber 7/14/08

Sunday, July 6, 2008

Million Dollar Pier

When summers began
And the nights were clear
On Sunday we’d go
To the Million Dollar Pier

The pier extended
Far out at sea
It’s where dad took
My brother and me

A place to have fun
On a hot summer night
The lights on the pier
Were always bright

Alongside the pier
You could win a prize
I once won a doll
That had blue eyes

I’d wear a nice dress
With a white crinoline
On the little boat ride
Dad helped me in

Holding the reins
Of a beautiful horse
The music would play
As we stayed on course

The kiddie rides
Were always a thrill
Although one ride
Once gave me a chill

A haunted house
That I wanted to see
Witches and ghosts
Really scared me

While in this house
I screamed and cried
Afraid that I'd
Be trapped inside

When I got older
I went without dad
A wonderful time
My friends and I had

The haunted house
Wasn’t as scary
Yet still I was
A little wary

The roller coaster
Seemed very tall
But from a great height
It didn’t fall

Sitting in tea cups
That spun us around
The Ferris wheel circled
Around and around

Rides didn’t drop
A hundred feet
Or turn you over
While in your seat

Childhood memories
Will always be dear
Of summers spent
On the Million Dollar Pier

By, Randee Saber 6/08

You're all alone

Sipping your coffee
Each morning alone
You try not to gripe
You try not to groan

A younger woman
Wanted your spouse
He asked you to leave
His great big house

A lengthy marriage
He chose to undo
Because a new love
He had to pursue

Several weeks later
The news arrived
His car had crashed
He hadn’t survived

All of his money
And property too
His will still claimed
Belonged to you

Sipping your cocktail
While stunned you are
This turn of events
Was really bizarre

By, Randee Saber 7/6/08

Saturday, July 5, 2008

Trucks for men and boys

Cars and trucks
Were favorite toys
But never dolls
For little boys

Trucks were smaller
Than the boys
But they’d control
Their little toys

Bending over
On all fours
Pushing trucks
Along the floors

Never further
From their yard
Tonka trucks
Were driven hard

Eighteen wheelers
On the road
Men will drive
Their heavy load

All those trucks
Are long and tall
Unlike trucks
When they were small

No more pushing
With one hand
Engines follow
Their command

Driving down
The interstate
Lacking sleep
So they’re not late

Little trucks
So boys can play
Big trucks keeep
The men away

By, Randee Saber 6/08

Friday, July 4, 2008

Old hotel

The old hotel
That stands alone
Is right outside
The business zone

Twenty-five stories
A city block wide
If not the right color
Your stay was denied

Three meals a day
A guest could eat
And there were friends
They’d always meet

During the summer
They'd swim in the pool
On hot summer nights
Their rooms were cool

Cocktail lounges
With music to dance
Where many would find
A new romance

As years went by
The building decayed
Exotic places
Is where people stayed

Costly repairs
Wouldn't be made
The wrecker’s ball
Will soon invade

An empty lot
Where weeds will grow
And lost memories
Of days long ago

By, Randee Saber  2008

Thursday, July 3, 2008

Cousin Kenny

I never left New Jersey
Until the day I flew
All the way to Vietnam
A place I never knew

Rice fields were abundant
They often posed a threat
Viet Cong would hide there
This war I didn’t get

The Viet Cong would infiltrate
The South is where they’d go
We had to shoot at everyone
Cause how were we to know

The drugs were very plentiful
They helped you to forget
We couldn’t face another day
Without the high we’d get

I did one tour in Vietnam
For me that was enough
Because of all the friends I lost
I was no longer tough

I'll never go away again
New Jersey's where I'll stay
I suffer from traumatic stress
And get disabled pay

By, Randee Saber 6/08

Wednesday, July 2, 2008

Bathroom Graffiti

Bonnie loves Johnny
Written on the wall
Love that’s professed
In a bathroom stall

Surrounded by hearts
With names inside
The person they love
They want to confide

Restroom initials
Instead of a name
So no one will know
The love they proclaim

What you see written
On bathroom stalls
Is love that remains
Within bathroom walls

By, Randee Saber 6/08

Thursday, June 5, 2008


I went on a spaceship
That looked like a bus
A bus that transported
All of us

Away from my mother
And my dad
I was afraid
And very sad

Where we were going
Nobody knew
It was something
They had to do

Questions were asked
Was I abused
What should I say
I was confused

Brothers and sisters
Went their own way
With a new family
I had to stay

Only one mom
This family had
And only one wife
For this dad

Inside their home
I never had seen
A TV set
With a flat screen

I-Pods, computers
The Internet
Whatever I saw
I’ll never forget

Old fashioned clothes
Were cast aside
Modern clothes
They did provide

Off to school
I had to go
What they were taught
I didn’t know

Meals that were eaten
Weren't home grown
A happy meal
I ate on my own

Many weeks later
My spaceship returned
A new way to live
Is what I had learned

By, Randee Saber 6/4/08

More than 400 child members of a polygamist sect began returning to their families on Monday after a judge lifted her order giving the state of Texas custody of the children.The youngsters were reunited with their parents as a leader of the Fundamentalist Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints said the sect would no longer sanctify marriages of girls under the legal age of consent.State District Judge Barbara Walther ordered parents to be ready for unannounced home visits by authorities to the sect's compound, the Yearning for Zion ranch in West Texas. The standoff between the FLDS and Texas authorities has gripped Americans with lurid allegations of adolescent brides, teenage pregnancies and a secretive sect on a remote ranch. The children were removed in early April after Family and Protective Services received a telephone call reporting that a 16-year-old girl named Sarah was being physically and sexually abused at the compound. "Sarah" was never identified. 'The parents are ecstatic at having a shot at getting their kids back, finally,' said Robert Doggett of Texas Rio Grande Legal Aid, the lead attorneys for the children. The Texas Supreme Court ruled last week that the seizure of the children was unwarranted and ordered Walther to lift her April order granting their custody to the state. The compound is run by followers of jailed polygamist leader Warren Jeffs, who are members of the renegade Mormon sect.

Sunday, June 1, 2008

How much is that doggie in the window?

Song written by Bob Merrill in 1952
Best known version recorded by Patti Page Dec. 18, 1952

That doggie in the window
The one who’s wagging her tail
She’s jumping up and down
That doggie is not for sale

That doggie in the window
Keeps looking down the street
She sees another doggie
That doggie she’d like to meet

That doggie in the window
Can’t go outside and play
Because her master’s working
Inside she has to stay

That doggie in the window
Too long she has to wait
She needs her evening walk
So hurry and don’t be late

By, Randee Saber 6/1/08

Saturday, May 31, 2008

Hey there pretty lady

Hey there pretty ladies
*Carrying your cases
Standing on the stairs
With smiles on your faces

Hey there pretty lady
Standing on the stage
*Illuminating letters
It's hard to guess your age

Hey there pretty lady
With a husband who is rich
He wanted someone younger
Many wives he had to ditch

Hey there pretty lady
How lucky that you are
No longer waiting tables
You've become a movie star

Hey there pretty lady
With a crown upon your head
Did you ask one of the judges
To go with you to bed

Hey there pretty ladies
Is it talent that you've got
The others didn’t make it
As attractive were they not

By, Randee Saber 5/31/08

*Carrying your cases- Ladies on steps
Game show: Deal or No Deal
*Illuminating letters - Vanna White
Game show: Wheel of Fortune

A school for fish

A school of fish
Swimming around
Under the sea
They can be found

No paper and pencils
They’ll look for food
No swim suits required
They all swim nude

No homework or tests
For this school of fish
I’d go to their school
If I had my wish

By, Randee Saber 1/6/07

Friday, May 30, 2008

Wait staff

They'll order their drinks
The specials today
I have to recite them
By heart each day

Three or four tables
And oftentimes more
Whoever I’m serving
I mustn't ignore

I have to be friendly
I lift heavy trays
It’s part of my job
I won’t get a raise

When taking their orders
I do so with ease
A difficult person
I’ll try hard to please

Their meat is too raw
Their soup isn’t hot
I don’t get upset
It happens a lot

More napkins they need
Their drinks I'll refill
I need to wipe up
Whatever they spill

Their table is cleared
And some want coffee
The tray of desserts
They all want to see

My table is leaving
Their bill has been paid
I’m looking to see
How much I made

In fancier restaurants
The tips will be higher
We're all working hard
And would like to retire

By, Randee Saber 5/30/08

Friday, May 16, 2008

Huntwick - Our Retreat

Rockfish, Carrabba’s
And Taipei
As you leave Huntwick
They’re not far away

Serves you Fajitas
Even the Outback
Has Margaritas

La Madeline
Has pastry to buy
Has great pizza pie

Grab a sandwich
At Jason’s Deli
Or put a Subway
In your belly

Early morning
Or late at night
Pancakes at I-Hop
Are quite a delight

Sample the flavors
At Ben and Jerry’s
Cold Stone gives you
Ice cream with cherries

Living in Huntwick
Is our retreat
With great food to eat
Just down the street

By, Randee Saber 5/15/08

As of this year 2008, I've lived in Huntiwck for 20 years.
It's a beautiful subdivision in northwest Houston that's
situated off a major road, FM 1960, however, once you
enter Huntwick, you leave all that behind. Although
Huntwick is a quiet and peaceful neighborhood, there's
many restaurants and great shopping right outside the subdivision.

Monday, May 12, 2008

Old motor home

Old motor home
By the roadside
You carried a family
And did so with pride

Crossing the country
On many vacations
National parks
Met their expectations

Surrounded by mountains
Or by the seashore
Wherever they stayed
Was never a bore

Family vacations
Soon came to an end
Summers with friends
Their kids rather spend

Old motor home
With a roof that leaks
And on the road
Everything squeaks

You’re falling apart
You’ve gotten old
They've cast you aside
You couldn’t be sold

Old motor home
On the side of the road
You'll no longer carry
A heavy load

By, Randee Saber 5/14/08

Friday, May 9, 2008

Why go to the beach

Why go to the beach
To get sunburn
Why won't we learn
To put on lotion
While at the ocean
Swim suits reveal
Their sex appeal
The blowing sand
Is out of hand
Bugs will bite
Birds will fight
For our food
Oh how rude
Waves are rough
We’ve had enough
Collect some shells
The dead fish smells
Shake out your towel
We're leaving now
But we’ll return
When we yearn
For the beach

By, Randee Saber 5/9/08

Hello, who's there

Ring, ring, ring
I’ll say hello
Is it someone
Who I know

Friends they’re not
And yet they call
Speaking fast
They never stall

Want your vote
So they're calling
To promote

No one dials
All these numbers
In their files

Who's that speaking
On the phone
Sounds to me
Just like a clone

Answer questions
You must do
Then she'll get
Some help for you

It's annoying
You may swear
You may cry
But she won't care

Slam the phone
You can't offend
Auto callers
At their end

By, Randee Saber 5/9/08

Thursday, May 8, 2008

Hot air balloon

Up, up and away
In a beautiful balloon
I’d like to go
Perhaps real soon

High off the ground
It’s hard to steer
I must be brave
And show no fear

As I look down
Everything’s small
I love it up here
I’m having a ball

I brought a bottle
Of good champagne
Wherever we land
No one will complain

By, Randee Saber 5/8/08

1,000 Islands

A thousand islands
Or maybe more
The only home
Not near a store

No folks next door
Making noise
No little girls
Or little boys

The family home
Was handed down
The older ones
Are not around

Life on this island
Is quite remote
But we can travel
With our boat

By, Randee Saber 5/8/08

Not asked to dance

I went with my friend
To a honky-tonk dance
We planned a night out
Not seeking romance

I’m average looking
My friend is striking
I try to be funny
She’s more to their liking

He asked her to dance
He didn’t ask me
Dancing’s so unfair
Don’t you agree

My friend left with her partner
It wasn’t in the plan
Because he was a cowboy
He had to be her man

I didn’t leave the dance hall
I thought I had a chance
Now that I was all alone
I might get asked to dance

As I got up to change my seat
While sipping on my drink
I saw a very handsome man
Who just gave me a wink

A lady quickly sat by him
Perhaps she was his friend
Searching for another man
I decided it would end

Women dance together here
And one of them asked me
Now dancing can be fair
Don’t you agree

By, Randee Saber 9/20/06

Tails and Tales

Pony tails
In your hair
Pig tails means
Two are there

Heads or tails
Did you choose
Toss the coin
One will lose

Fairy tales
Aren’t true
Stories that are
Read to you

Tall tales often
Tell a lie
Tattle tales
Can make you cry

By, Randee Saber 5/8/08

Follow these instructions

Give me instructions
That I can read
Don’t give me more
Than I really need

Most of the time
They come in a book
I’m overwhelmed
I won’t even look

Simple instructions
Like baking a cake
In three easy steps
I’m able to make

Give me directions
Without saying west
The stores nearby
For me works best

Easy instructions
That’s what I say
The bottle states
Take twice a day

By, Randee Saber 5/7/08

Wednesday, May 7, 2008

But don't forget those

Let’s revere those
For flames they battle
But don’t forget those
Who butcher our cattle

Adore the performers
In jeans or a suit
But don’t forget those
Who pick our fruit

Admire your doctor
And also his nurse
But don’t forget those
Whose illness is worse

Appreciate those
Who've chosen to fight
But don’t forget those
Who can’t see the light

Robbers and killers
Will have to serve time
But don't forget those
Who try to fight crime

Gaze at those buildings
Majestic and tall
But don’t forget those
Who built them all

By, Randee Saber 5/5/08

Monday, May 5, 2008

16 Kids

Why would you have 16 kids
While someone hasn’t any
How do you keep up with them
I think it’s way too many

You had to choose a lot of names
Too many to remember
You've always gotten pregnant
In September and December

You really lead a busy life
There’s laundry everyday
Never eating fast food meals
At home you have to stay

Endless diapers you have changed
How many have you bought
No matter what their ages are
At home is where they’re taught

When do all the children bathe
Are they assigned a day
If they have to brush their teeth
Is there a long delay

No one has a single room
Too many have to share
The women wear long dresses
And they always braid their hair

The children can't all go for rides
There’s no room in the car
Once a week they walk to church
Because it’s not too far

This family is a big expense
A millionaire you're not
Food and clothing costs are high
No savings have you got

Yet all the children that you have
Are partially related
They live with several women
Who their father went and dated

Yes, 16 kids this father has
The moms have three or more
And when another wife arrives
There will be many more

By, Randee Saber 6/24/06

April 7, 2008, 4:35PM400 children in custody in polygamist compound raid
By JANET ELLIOTT and JOHN MacCORMACKSAN ANGELO — The state has taken legal, temporary custody of 401 children from a polygamist compound in nearby Schleicher County, a child welfare official said today, citing allegations of abuse and that the children were at risk of harm. Officials still haven't found the 16-year-old girl whose abuse complaint triggered the massive raid. A prosecutor said Sunday she was concerned for the safety of the girl, who first called a week ago seeking help. The raid came more than four years after members of the church, long based on the Arizona-Utah border, began arriving at this rural agricultural community. While mainstream Mormons disavowed polygamy more than a century ago, the sect, led by the now imprisoned Warren Jeffs, believes in plural, arranged marriages that often involve teenage girls and older men.

You'll get a second chance

You don’t always get
A second chance
But this is a different

You’ll start out with
A practice set
You’ll need to get

This starter set
I’ll make a bet
You won’t take care
You will forget

Then one by one
They’ll all fall out
But they’ll return
Without a doubt

Beneath your head
You place a tooth
A fairy comes
And that's the truth

When you wake up
You're tooth is gone
She left you money
Way before dawn

So when you get
Your brand new set
Go brush your teeth
And don’t forget

By, Randee Saber 5/5/08

Monday, April 28, 2008

Snack attack

I just had a snack attack
In the middle of the day
I didn’t have a thing to eat
Until you swam my way

But when I sank my teeth in you
I had to spit you out
Covered in a rubber suit
Now, what’s that all about

I didn’t know you weren’t a fish
I'll usually eat a seal
Swimming by all dressed in black
You looked like a good meal

Now everyone is mad at me
They want to seek revenge
Because you died from being bit
Your death they will avenge

Fish should not be eating men
But men can eat a fish
When a fish is cleaned and cooked
It then goes on a dish

No matter where or when you swim
You may not fear the worst
A shark might want to sample you
After all, we were here first

Swim carefully!

By, Randee Saber 4/28/08

A great white shark, approx. 12-17 ft. long, attacked and killed
Dr. David Martin, a retired veterinarian in the early morning
hours on Friday, April 25, 2008. The attack occurred in San Diego
County, California where shark attacks are rare. Dr. Martin was
training for a triathlon and his black wetsuit may have resembled a
seal, which this type of shark feeds on.

Friday, April 25, 2008

Cracks are Red, Bams are Green

Cracks are red
Bams are green
In a Mah Jongg set
You won’t find a queen

Build your wall
Two stories high
If you don't get jokers
Try not to cry

Arrange your tiles
And look at your card
The hand you choose
Could be very hard

Do the Charleston
But not the dance
Your hand may improve
There is a good chance

Be sure not to look
Or pick ahead
A hand played wrong
Will be declared dead

You need to decide
What tiles to throw
Just play it safe
If you don't know

A few times a week
Some play this game
They don't get bored
It's never the same

By, Randee Saber 1/4/06

Do wah diddy diddy

Artist, Manfred Mann

There she was just a-walkin’ down the street
Singin’ Do wah diddy diddy dum diddy do
But if we sang this song out loud
They'd say what's wrong with you

Unless we see you laugh or cry
It’s hard for us to tell
Just by looking at you
That you’re not doing well

Perhaps you lost your job
Or maybe lost your pet
Your house just caught on fire
Of course you’d be upset

Perhaps you lost your money
Or maybe lost your wife
You could have been so sad
And tried to end your life

Perhaps you got good news
And now you’re cancer free
Or did they have to amputate
Your leg beneath the knee

Perhaps you’re really rich
And dress in shabby jeans
Or maybe you’re a hero
Who served with the marines

But if you're someone famous
You're always glad to share
How you’re really feeling
It's amazing that we care

By, Randee Saber 4/25/08

Monday, April 21, 2008

Are you a nice person

Are you a nice person
Do you wear a smile
Or do you like to frown
More than once in a while

Are you a nice person
Do you treat people well
Or do you get annoyed
And too often will yell

Are you a nice person
Do you like to help out
Or do you ignore them
And leave them in doubt

Are you a nice person
Do you watch what you say
Or do you act nasty
And chase people away

You are a nice person
If you smile and say
That I’d like to help out
So you’ll have a good day

By, Randee Saber 4/21/08

Sunday, April 20, 2008

I use to be....but now I am

I used to run a company
Until one day they said
They needed someone younger
To do my job instead

But now I drive a yellow bus
That hardly pays the bills
It gives me spending money
Plus, my idle time it fills

I used to be the owner
Of a store that sold fine wine
Until the competition came
That store could not be mine

But now I have to volunteer
It keeps me occupied
Since no one else will hire me
Believe me, I have tried

I used to be President
I had a lot of power
Until I got so darned confused
And didn’t want to shower

But now I’m in a nursing home
Because I lost my mind
And I don't know who visits me
Where I have been confined

I used to be a welfare mom
A junkie and a hooker
My child had no food to eat
So someone came and took her

But now I have a decent job
And life is very good
I got my little daughter back
And also left the hood

By, Randee Saber 4/20/08

Saturday, April 19, 2008

Camping trip

A camping trip
Without a tent
An RV site
Is what you rent

A sleeping bag
No need to pack
You’ll carry nothing
On your back

You’ll bring along
Some food to eat
You have a table
With a seat

You also have
Your own commode
So you can stop
Along the road

You won’t be cold
You won’t be hot
A thermostat
Is what you got

And have no fear
About the rain
Or let the bugs
Drive you insane

And don't forget
To bring your pet
Those kennel fees
You’ll never get

Along the beach
Or by the lake
Your own RV
Is yours to take

By, Randee Saber 4/19/08

Do you speak English?

I love your foreign accent
I’ll guess where you are from
You come from far away
So let me say welcome

I speak the English language
And I’m impressed with you
Because you learned to speak it
Just like you planned to do

They speak a foreign language
I know that it's not French
Perhaps they're speaking Spanish
While sitting on their bench

It isn’t their intention
To try to understand
The language that is spoken
It’s theirs that they demand

In high school I took Spanish
But never understood
A Spanish conversation
And knew I never would

Although it’s very difficult
We'll say that they are wrong
If they don’t learn our language
We won't think they belong

By, Randee Saber 4/19/08

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Noise Pollution

Sunrise, sunset
Did you forget
You’re stereo’s on
I’m really upset

I’m sitting outside
Trying to read
Turn off your music
Why must I plead

Unable to hear
The rustle of leaves
The chirping of birds
Above in my trees

The music is loud
Your songs I dislike
Why not go out
And take a hike

The sound of the surf
Is what I should hear
Instead your music
Is loud and clear

You've chosen to sit
Right by my feet
I was here first
We didn't plan to meet

I’ll have to get up
And move my chair
The volume's turned up
Aren't you aware

Music that’s loud
Pollutes the air
Turn it down
There's no need to share

By, Randee Saber 4/13/08

Thursday, April 3, 2008

Beauty Parlor Literature

Improve your sex life
With their advice
They don't recommend
That you use a device

Spice up your meals
Try something new
Prepare a roux
For a hearty beef stew

Follow these steps
You need to lose weight
Hire a trainer
Avoid eating late

Long hair is in
But soon it will change
And what's in style
May look strange

How terribly sad
This person is sick
And needs a transplant
But can't get it quick

Celebrity gossip
See what they wear
Plunging necklines
With backs that are bare

Her bitter divorce
His custody battle
This star owns a ranch
And raises cattle

A home and garden
In this magazine
Outside is their fountain
Inside's like a dream

By, Randee Saber 4/3/08

Monday, March 31, 2008

Multiple Wives

Multiple wives
I don’t understand
A lot of attention
They must command

Two or more women
Beneath one roof
Do they all get along
I must have proof

You have lots of children
But plan to have more
A major expense
Not meant for the poor

With so many women
To pick and choose
What happens to those
He'll begin to refuse

By, Randee Saber 8/31/06

Sunday, March 30, 2008

RV Blessings

For my 2 RV Clubs:
The Texas Boomers &
Camping Friends

Let’s give thanks for RV’s
And the friendships we make
When we travel with our club
To be near a scenic lake

Let’s give thanks for the food
That we eagerly share
And no need to worry
There’s plenty to spare

Let us pray that our tires
Will never wear out
And those rude drivers
Won't cause us to shout

Let us pray for the safety
And health of each friend
So no one’s journey
Will come to an end

By, Randee Saber 3/30/08

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Hey, good lookin', what you got cookin'

(Words & music by Hank Williams)

Hey good lookin’
What you got cookin’
You always make me hungry
Whenever I start lookin’

On every major channel
And every single day
Your meals are so enticing
I can not look away

I’ve never tried your recipes
My cooking is quite plain
And when you eat in front of me
I feel I should complain

I'll never try to cook the meals
You demo on the news
But if I get the chance to taste
I know I won't refuse

I don't have the ingredients
To make your kind of meal
I'd rather grab a bite to eat
To me that's just ideal

By, Randee Saber 3/26/08

Monday, March 24, 2008

Happy Birthday to You

Happy birthday to you
I really don’t care
While I’m dining out
There’s no need to share

The staff has to sing you
A birthday song
But keep this in mind
I won’t sing along

Singing and singing
There’s no end in sight
Too many birthdays
While I dine tonight

A big sombrero
You might have to wear
And foolish you’ll look
But you won’t care

You say it’s your birthday
And you’re not a fake
Who just wants to eat
A free piece of cake

(Note: in the olden days, restaurants
would give you free cake and/or
ice cream on your birthday)

By, Randee Saber 3/24/08

Get off my lawn

Are on my lawn
Get rid of them now
They must be gone

Why do we hate them
They do add color
Small yellow petals
On stalks getting taller

We’ll mow them down
But overnight
They’ll shoot right up
In broad daylight

They should be killed
Because they’re a weed
All over our lawn
Spreading their seeds

But if they’re not killed
They will go away
When the weather gets hot
They’ll be out of our way

(Note: Dandelions were
on my lawn in upstate
New York but not in Texas)

By, Randee Saber 2/22/07

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

A Fallen Hero

In Memory of the Huntwick Serviceman
Scott Alexander McIntosh, Houston, TX
Killed in Iraq by a suicide bomber
Mar. 10, 2008

You were brave
You chose to serve
It took guts
It took nerve

Off to Iraq
You went to fight
Many will say
This war’s not right

A second tour
You chose to do
Because this war
Is still not through

A fallen hero
A solider that fought
To keep us safe
Is what you sought

Because your life
Forever did cease
It’s time for you
To rest in peace

By, Randee Saber 3/17/08

Thursday, March 13, 2008

One if by land, two if by sea

Ancient sailors
You really admire
To sail the ocean
Was your desire

Two on-board
Husband and wife
A journey unknown
Risking your life

You must have sailed
On very rough seas
But got to enjoy
A tropical breeze

On Ellis Island
Your boat would land
Where immigrants
Use to stand

Another journey
On land not sea
Route 66
Is where you’ll be

Your motor home
Is very small
In order to stand
You can’t be tall

Many adventures
In future years
You both retired
From good careers

By, Randee Saber 8/1/06

Written on my first cross-country trip in our travel trailer
where I met this older couple at an RV park who actually
sailed across the ocean in a small sail boat from Scotland to
the U.S. and were about to begin driving along Route 66.

Trust for children

You should hold me in your arms
Whenever I cry
And change my diaper
When it’s not dry

You should feed me when I’m hungry
And take me to the park
Keep me warm and safe
When it's cold and dark

You should treat me with kindness
But you can be stern
Punish me when needed
To show your concern

You should know that I trust you
But this trust won’t last long
If you choose to neglect me
Then you’ve done something wrong

By, Randee Saber 3/12/08

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Walking to Jesus

Pastor Joel Osteen's Lakewood Church,
formerly the Compaq Center, where the
World Champion Houston Rockets played.

I go to church on Sunday
Because I need to pray
The parking lot is always full
But I won’t stay away

The church that I’m attending
You'll see all sorts of people
A great big Baptist church
A church without a steeple

This church was once a stadium
With rows and rows of chairs
It then became a mega church
Where you can say your prayers

Walking past the cars and trucks
I’m on my way to pray
No matter what the weather’s like
I wouldn’t miss this day

By, Randee Saber 3/13/08

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

You tried to fool us

March 10, 2008 it was reported that Governor of New York, Eliot Spitzer has been linked to a prostitution ring using call-girls from a very upscale agency. Gov. Spitzer had previously broken up at least two prostitution rings in New York resulting in numerous arrests. This certainly makes him a hypocrite.

We’ve just been fooled again
His speech was loud and clear
And with his lovely wife
Is how he did appear

He said that he was sorry
He knows that he did wrong
And with that sort of girl
He knew he didn’t belong

Now everyone is shocked
The image he projected
Was someone with integrity
That’s how he got elected

So add him to the list
Of those who have deceived
We thought he was a decent man
This man who we believed

Beware those politicians
Ignore what they are saying
They merely want to fool you
It’s just a game they’re playing

By, Randee Saber 3/11/08

Sunday, March 9, 2008

Texas Limericks

In Texas, the Lone Star State
I’ll find me another mate
Cause all my exes
Came from Texas
A Yankee I'd rather date

The Houston Rodeo
Come on ya’ll let’s go
The winning steer
We can’t get near
But let’s not miss the show

Summers in Texas are hot
Therefore I sweat a lot
To keep myself cool
I’ll swim in my pool
A Shiner will hit the spot

You take one step then two
It’s not very hard to do
This two step dance
Just give it a chance
Go out and make your debut

By, Randee Saber 3/9/08

Saturday, March 8, 2008


Kermit the frog
A little green puppet
On Sesame Street
He’s called a Muppet

Green with envy
Makes you mean
Don’t eat bananas
While they’re green

For greener grass
Water your lawn
And fertilize
So weeds are gone

Little green apples
Are tart, not sweet
When bread turns green
It’s no good to eat

The Jolly Green Giant
Have no fear
Carrying green beans
Is how he’ll appear

To live a green life
Recycle your cans
For greener pastures
What are your plans

Be sure to wear green
On St. Patrick’s Day
And say a prayer
For the Green Beret

By, Randee Saber 3/7/2008

Thursday, March 6, 2008

Boys will be boys

Girls look for the taller men
They’ll even wear flat shoes
But boys don’t need to worry
The short girl they can choose

Boys prefer the younger girls
To be their trophy wife
But younger boys a girl can’t choose
Their rarely in her life

Boys can go to certain clubs
Where women will undress
While girls stay home with children
They often earn much less

Girls don’t ask a boy to dance
Or call them for a date
And when will her propose to her
A girl still has to wait

Boys will be boys it's often said
Their standards aren’t the same
When girls decide to act like boys
They may encounter shame

Randee Saber 3/5/08

Sunday, February 24, 2008

No dogs allowed

NO peeking
NO touching
NO dogs allowed

NO smoking
NO drinking
NO crying out loud

NO parking
NO swimming
NO guarantee

NO speeding
NO stopping
NO nudity

NO eating
NO running
NO reservations

NO teasing
NO laughing
NO complications

NO pushing
NO shoving
NO bathroons inside

NO hunting
NO fishing
NO funds put aside

By, Randee Saber 2/24/08

I won't remember your name

When introduced
You’ll tell me your name
And then of course
I’ll do the same

But when I see you
Later on
Your name I forgot
My memory’s gone

My name of course
You still recall
Your memory’s good
My name you’ll call

I need to listen
And pay attention
So in the future
Your name I’ll mention

By, Randee Saber 2/24/08

The family farm

The family farm
Is being sold
To build more homes
So I’ve been told

Lots of money
They’re being paid
They’d have stayed

Too good an offer
To be refused
Their fertile land
Won’t ever be used

Wild animals
Have been chased
No more trees
So they’re displaced

More new homes
Are being built
Until they’re bought
Now where’s the guilt

More family farms
Have now been sold
To build more stores
So I’ve been told

Too many stores
In shopping centers
Standing empty
Without any renters

The family farm
Will not remain
As song as someone
Would like to claim

By, Randee Saber 2/24/08

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Stay at home moms

Stay at home moms
At home they stay
Watching their children
While they play

Stay at home moms
Stay at home wives
Unwilling to miss
Their children’s lives

Stay at home moms
No money they’ll earn
No babysitters
To cause concern

Stay at home moms
Not nearly as stressed
Rushing around
Getting everyone dressed

Stay at home dads
When moms want to work
Deserve to be praised
Don’t give them a smirk

By, Randee Saber 2/29/08

Monday, February 18, 2008

Only in the USA

Only in the USA
No one minds
Saying they're gay

Only in the USA
They’ll show everyone
How much they weigh

Only in the USA
There’s a large array
Of places to pray

Only in the USA
Though he strayed
He's liked today

Only in the USA
No one cares
What they say

Only in the USA
Our troops will fight
So far away

Only in the USA
Those unwelcome
Manage to stay

By, Randee Saber 2/18/08

Saturday, February 16, 2008

Primary Colors

Primary Colors
Red, yellow and blue
Make different hues

Yellow with blue
Yellow with red
Green and orange
Colors we blend

Orange or red
Add some black
Now we have brown
Among this pack

Shades of brown
Use black or white
Black makes it dark
White makes it light

So why do we say
We're black or white
Black has no color
And white reflects light

By, Randee Saber 2/17/08

If I was a nurse

In appreciation of all the nurses
who've treated me when I've
been hospitalized.

If I was a nurse
Treating those who are ill
I’d ease their pain
And give more than a pill

If I was a nurse
I'd be very proud
To care for the sick
That’s what I vowed

If I was a nurse
I wouldn't be bored
Too many patients
Who can't be ignored

If I was a nurse
I'd be very gentle
Having compassion
And not be judgmental

If I was a nurse
I wouldn't mind
When patients got well
And left me behind

By, Randee Saber 2/8/07

Monday, February 11, 2008

Fear of Flying

Do you remember when we could legally give or sell our airline tickets to anyone and the airlines didn't care? Now we have the Transportation Safety Administration making sure the name on our ticket matches our photo ID.

Do you remember when we didn’t have to put our coats, shoes and carry-on items on a conveyor belt to get x-rayed? Now we have to check normal size toiletries with our luggage, however, knitting needles are still allowed on-board.

Do you remember when we didn’t have to walk through a metal detector without any footwear? Now we get to walk on ice cold floors.

Do you remember when they asked if we packed our own suitcase, if it's been with us the whole time, and if we were asked to carry someone else's stuff. Now they publicly humilitate whoever they want by waving a wand up and down our bodies if we pose a threat.

Do you remember when we could easily walk from one terminal to the next to check out their stores and restaurants. Now we have to remain in our own area.

Do you remember when we could drop someone off at their departure gate and meet them at their arrival gate? Now we have emotional family reunions in baggage claim.

Do you remember when we could lock our suitcases to prevent theft from other passengers? Now we have people rummaging through our luggage with a note stating “This suitcase has been searched."

Do you remember when hijacked airplanes landed on runways and most hostages were released unharmed? Now there aren't any hostages because hijacked planes are flown into buildings.

Do you remember when our only fear was just the fear of flying?

By, Randee Saber 2/11/08

Tuesday, February 5, 2008

You have class

You look great
In nice attire
Paying full price
Is your desire

Discount stores
Are not your place
Better stores
You will embrace

Victoria’s secret
You won’t keep
Sexy nighties
While you sleep

Polo, Gucci
Men should wear
They'll look good
And women will stare

On the runway
Fashion dictated
Most of these styles
Are overrated

Pay lots of money
Or pay less
It’s your decision
How to dress

By, Randee Saber 2/4/08

Look up in the sky

Look up in the sky
Together they stay
Flying around
During the day

Miniatures houses
Where they can relax
And they don’t pay
A property tax

Insects they’ll eat
With great finesse
But when people feed them
Then bugs they’ll eat less

Eagles and Herons
Bird watchers stare
Looking at birds
I really don’t care

Seagulls annoy me
When I’m at the beach
Eating whatever
Food is in reach

Those who hate cats
Should understand
Cats will kill birds
When nearby they land

They’ll splatter your car
They may splatter you
You have no control
When they fly over you

Look up in the sky
I hope it’s a plane
Although I like birds
They can be a pain

By, Randee Saber 2/5/07

Monday, January 28, 2008

How will I die

Will I perish in a fire
Is that how I will expire

Will I drown in a flood
And be covered in mud

Will I jump off a bridge
Or drive off a ridge

Will I die a violent death
As I take my final breath

Will you find me lying dead
In the comfort of my bed

Will my heart refuse to beat
While my life is incomplete

Will my death come very slow
As I’m eager to let go

Is the anwer just to wait
And to leave it up to fate

By, Randee Saber 1/28/08

Friday, January 25, 2008


A car alarm
A siren blares
I can not sleep
But no one cares

A traffic jam
I’m running late
A meeting missed
They couldn’t wait

The lights went out
The power's gone
A tree fell down
Across my lawn

My favorite show
Or while I read
They’ll interrupt
My help they need

A noisy train
Disrupts my sleep
My sanity
I'd like to keep

By, Randee Saber 1/25/07

Thursday, January 24, 2008

We're outliving our bodies

Replace your hip
Replace your knee
Fix your eyes
So you can see

Your heart’s at risk
Your arteries blocked
After a bypass
The block’s unlocked

Your teeth are loose
Your gums are sore
Instead of the dentist
You might ignore

You’re hearing less
Your back is aching
You can’t remember
And you’re not faking

No need to worry
I'm sure you're aware
If you have insurance
There's medical care

By, Randee Saber 1/24/08

Thursday, January 10, 2008

I hate change

Phone numbers change
A change of address
Change your password
So no one will guess

Change your mind
Change your clothes
Spouses will change
When one of them goes

A change of heart
Change your name
Your plans have changed
They're not the same

Times have changed
Change your plane
Spare me some change
And don’t complain

It’s time for a change
Change your expression
Your mood has changed
During this session

By, Randee Saber 1/10/08

Monday, January 7, 2008

Roger Clemens, Guilty or Innocent

Former Houston Astros Pitcher, Roger Clemens, who had gone on to play for the New York Yankees has been accused by his previous trainer Brian McNamee of allowing him to inject Clemens with steroids, more than a dozen times during the course of three seasons. Clemens denied this accusation stating that he was only injected with pain medication and vitamin B-12. His career revived when he was 36, becoming the greatest player of all time. He continues to play baseball even though he’s in his mid 40’s and considered too old. Clemens was also one of the richest athletes in North America in 2007 being paid $19 million by the New York Yankees, although he spent half the season nursing his injuries.

Roger Clemens
Baseball pitcher
Over the years
He's gotten richer

He and his lawyer
Appeared on the news
Claiming his trainer
Falsely accused

Giving him drugs
He didn’t choose
Helping the players
Win not lose

TV shows
Making sure
The public knows

Clemens wants to
Clear his name
And guarantee
The Hall of Fame

By, Randee Saber 1/7/08

Saturday, January 5, 2008

The Presidential Race

The Presidential Primary - 2008
President George W. Bush - final year of office

The presidential race
They all must keep the pace

The race is very long
And many tag along

Much money will prevail
Along the campaign trail

They all must give a speech
Cut taxes they will preach

They’ll pledge to end the war
And also help the poor

The best man may not win
This race a woman’s in

The race has just begun
But when the race is done

The one who comes in first
May also be the worst

By, Randee Saber 1/5/08