The wrecker's ball
Dynamite
The building's gone
No more in sight
Fond memories
Of that grand hotel
It wasn't updated
The rooms didn't sell
A new hoteel
That has two towers
A large casino
And rooms large showers
A tear down home
Because it's too small
They'll build a big home
That's three stories tall
The family moved out
Because they retired
A much larger home
New owners desired
What's coming now
The land was sold
It once was a farm
So I've been told
In with the new
Out with the old
They'll do what they want
Once the property's sold
By, Randee Saber 1/2/07
Saturday, August 18, 2012
Sunday, July 22, 2012
Anton - the dining room manager
Anton,
Dining Room Assistant Manager
Holland American (Eurodam) Cruise July 2012
Surrounded by thousands
Co-workers and guestsThe job you’re assigned
You don’t get much rest
These may not be
The best years of your lifeAway from your children
Away from your wife
I’m so glad I met you
You brightened each dayBut the cruise has ended
And I cannot stay
By, Randee Saber
7/18/2012
Piano Lady
Piano Lady – Diane Fast
Holland American (Eurodam) Cruise July, 2012
You’ve met a lot of passengers
From your piano seatWhile we were on our cruise
Each evening we would meet
You sang and played the night away
And never took a break A repertoire of songs you know
Requests the guests would make
Thanks for entertaining me
You sing and play so wellI really liked your lounge act best
When you sang that song by Adele
By, Randee Saber
7/18/2012
Sunday, June 24, 2012
I'm a baseball player
I’m a baseball
player – Roger Clemens
(formerly played for the Houston Astros)
(formerly played for the Houston Astros)
I’m a baseball player
And I didn’t cheatI never took steroids
Though I’m hard to beat
After two lengthy trials
The jury has said
That I wasn’t guilty
That’s how I had pled
They said I bulked up
While playing my sport
But not from steroids
My lawyer said in court
After two separate trials
Much money was spent
For my attorney
And the government
Performance enhancing
Some athletes may use
But why this crusade
Did our Congress choose
By, Randee Saber 6/23/2012
William Roger
Clemens (born August
4, 1962), nicknamed "The Rocket", is an American former Major League Baseball starting
pitcher who played 23
seasons in Major League Baseball (MLB) for four teams, including the Houston Astros. Clemens was one of the
most dominant pitchers in major league history, tallying 354 wins, a 3.12 earned run average (ERA), and 4,672 strikeouts, the
third-most all time. An 11-time All-Star and two-time World
Series champion, he
won seven Cy
Young Awards during his
career, the most of any pitcher in MLB history. Clemens was known for his
fierce competitive nature and for his hard-throwing pitching style that he used
to intimidate batters.
Clemens was found not guilty on June 18, 2012 for the charges of suspicion of lying to Congress on August 19, 2010 when he testified that he never took performance enhancing durgs.
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Saturday, May 19, 2012
Book Club
NW Women’s Book Club
by, Randee Saber 5/17/2012
by, Randee Saber 5/17/2012
I was called a picture bride Honolulu, Alan Brennert
And I certainly was deceived
But after I left my husband
Success I had achieved
A job in New York awaited me Ellis Island,
Kate Kerrington
Leaving Ireland for a while
I returned to a life of poverty
My husband made it all worthwhile
When
he came home from the war Things a brother knows,
I knew he was depressed Dana Reinhardt
Spending all day in his room
Not wanting to get dressed
A
miracle had happened Friendship Bread, Darien Gee
Because of friendship bread
My life now has some meaning
My days aren’t filled with dread
When we landed at Ellis Island The forgotten garden,
I was a child traveling alone Kate Morton
Carrying a little pink suitcase
It’s all that I did own
I moved to Foley Beach On Foley Beach, Karen White
After my husband died
I bought a little book store
In a town with a lot to hide
After my husband left me Deep down true, Juliette Fay
I needed to earn some money
Getting a job with my dentist
He soon became my honey
I found a dog that was injured Finding Jack, Gareth Crocker
In Viet Nam during the war
I nursed him back to health
Jack, my beloved Labrador
Tuesday, May 15, 2012
Oreo Cookies - celebrating 100 years
Oreo sandwich cookies
You're now 100 years old
You haven't aged a bit
From when you first were sold
I ate you for so many years
And in my milk I'd dunk
If I dropped you in my glass
My milk would still get drunk
Sometimes I'd separate you
Your icing I'd eat first
And after eating many of you
Milk would quench my thirst
I haven't bought you for a while
Because I've gained some weight
But I miss my Oreo cookies
As a snack when I'm up late
We now have several choices
Double stuffed plus different icing
And wafers that are vanilla
Chocolate covered how enticing
Oreo sandwich cookies
I get hungry when I say your name
I think I'll buy a package
I know you'll still taste the same
By, Randee Saber 5/7/12
You're now 100 years old
You haven't aged a bit
From when you first were sold
I ate you for so many years
And in my milk I'd dunk
If I dropped you in my glass
My milk would still get drunk
Sometimes I'd separate you
Your icing I'd eat first
And after eating many of you
Milk would quench my thirst
I haven't bought you for a while
Because I've gained some weight
But I miss my Oreo cookies
As a snack when I'm up late
We now have several choices
Double stuffed plus different icing
And wafers that are vanilla
Chocolate covered how enticing
Oreo sandwich cookies
I get hungry when I say your name
I think I'll buy a package
I know you'll still taste the same
By, Randee Saber 5/7/12
Saturday, April 14, 2012
Sun of a gun
A great invention
The gun became
No gruesome deaths
No one put aflame
No more crucifixions
No swords to be used
To chop off a head
Of someone accused
Bows and arrows
A thing of the past
For hunting prey
Just give them a blast
The gun became
No gruesome deaths
No one put aflame
No more crucifixions
No swords to be used
To chop off a head
Of someone accused
Bows and arrows
A thing of the past
For hunting prey
Just give them a blast
Their enemies
Lined up in a row
Each shot in the head
In the trenches they go
A bank robbery
Lined up in a row
Each shot in the head
In the trenches they go
A bank robbery
Just show your gun
People will listen
They won't try to run
Disgruntled teens
Brought guns to school
Shooting the students
They thought were cool
The guns that you own
You need to hide
Children may find them
And many have died
By, Randee Saber 4/12/12
Shooting the students
They thought were cool
The guns that you own
You need to hide
Children may find them
And many have died
By, Randee Saber 4/12/12
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