Wednesday, February 24, 2010

You have nothing to lose

You have nothing to lose
Your people are poor
Recruiting young boys
Who are easy to lure

You have nothing to lose
You don’t value life
You’ll die for a cause
Leaving children and wife

You have nothing to lose
Your terrorists came
Destroying our buildings
Was truly insane

We have lots to lose
We don’t want to die
Or kill innocent people
Not knowing why

We have lots to lose
With hopes and dreams
Not sitting around
Plotting wicked schemes

You will never win
We’ll continue to fight
For as long as it takes
And with all of our might


By, Randee Saber 8/31/06

Sunday, February 21, 2010

Beautiful Women

Beautiful women
With golden tresses
Singing their songs
While in tight dresses

To sing country music
The blondes do rule
A pretty blonde singer
Her name is Jewel

Lady Gaga Gaga
Had bleached her hair
Her high school photos
Makes us aware

Hannah Montana
Wore a blonde wig
Now Miley Cyrus
Is doing this gig

Removing the wig
And tossing aside
Brown hair Miley
Is known worldwide

In cowboy hats
Men hide their hair
If grey or bald
No one will care

Some never remove
Their cowboy hat
They don’t look any
Better than that

Blonde country singers
Who’ve come along
Were given a chance
To sing us a song

By, Randee Saber 2/19/10

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

The telephone


When I was a just little girl
The telephone I used
It had a rotary dial
But I never got confused

The phone was big and heavy
And mounted to the wall
Plus no one ever owned it
That wasn’t done at all

As I was growing up
The phone did change a bit
A slimmer Princess phone
With a center dial that lit

Newer phones had buttons
You only had to touch
This made calling easier
We liked it very much

When AT & T dismantled
You could buy your telephone
No monthly rental charges
Cause it was now your own

The phones were cheaply made
And very hard to hear
The people on the other end
Their voices weren’t clear

When you were disconnected
No long cords did you need
That’s because the cordless phone
Gave you privacy indeed

Phones became programmable
No using a telephone book
Just scroll down to their name
So easily you can look

The pager you once carried
Would alert you to a call
But when the cell phone came
They were hardly used at all

The cell phone’s very useful
But no one wants to hear
Your entire conversation
That you’ll say loud and clear

Voice mail came along
And now some lady’s voice
With numerous menu options
The operators’ not a choice

Solicitors are annoying
And frequently they’ll call
But the cell phone’s really handy
To find my spouse in the mall


By, Randee Saber 4/23/06

Monday, February 8, 2010

An aging rock star

I’m the lead singer
Who’s still in demand
With two musicians
From my first band

I’m in my sixties
And still have my voice
Hitting the high notes
I have no choice

A sell out crowd
Of every age
I hear them screaming
While I'm on stage

In the earlier years
Of our rock n’ roll band
Our wild behavior
Would get out of hand

But when I got older
I settled down
No drinking or drugs
Or fooling around

I raised a family
And they were aware
Their famous dad
With fans they’d share

And now my grandson
Has started a band
He wants to be famous
It's what he's planned

He used my name
To launch his career
He doesn't use drugs
He only drinks beer

A new generation
A grandson admired
The talent he has
From me he acquired

By, Randee Saber 2/8/10