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Thursday, July 30, 2020

Thoroughly Poetic Thursday #31


Today we join Two  SPOILED CATS 
Angel Sammy and Teddy for their poetic pictorial poem.


Here is today's inspiration


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Hands on her hips
She is smiling
The words from her lips
sure to be encouraging.
He works with ease not even a slip
Now all will be ok,
Let's hope he isn't drippin' 
WET with sweat
so on to the Prom they can go!!


22 comments:

  1. Hari OM
    LOL - it's a classic! YAM xx

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  2. That is a sweet poem, but I am not so sure it is an encouraging smile from the way she is standing.

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  3. She is smiling but I bet he is not smiling!

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  4. What a bummer that had to happen. Love your poem!

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  5. Oh my - now that's a very cute poem for the photo this week and I'm so surprised you even FELT like writing a poem considering your icky gum surgery. I know you're happy that's DONE though. Now you can have more ICE CREAM!!!!!!!!

    Hugs, Pam and Teddy too

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  6. I think the young man is thinking "next time it's your turn...."
    Love the poem.
    Cheers, Gail.

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  7. If that was me, I'd be changing the tire despite wearing a dress!

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  8. My ghostwriter says those two look like her Mom and Dad from back in the day.

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  9. Love the poem. That's happened more than once. I'm with Eastside Cats. I changed many a tire in my day. Living on a farm it's just something you were taught.

    Have a fabulous Thankful Thursday, Cecilia. Big hug. ♥

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  10. C;
    great poem today "brando" { saw your "full cheek" godfather comment, and I had to laugh; though hoping it's not painful } ♥♥♥☺☺☺

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  11. Super duper poem you have there!!! We think that is something our Dad would have done for Mom in his much younger years:)

    Woos - Lightning, Misty, and Timber

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  12. I think I'd whistle for a cab
    Our night without worries will be fab.
    Later, after the prom we can fix it all
    And as we park & kiss then pretend we just left..Cinderella's BALL.

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  13. Great poem. My mom's prom dress looked similar. XO

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  14. Yours is the southern version of this picture. In the northeast version she is cussing him out something fierce.

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  15. BOL Pocket! Same here! All kind of HBO wordies probably! hehehee
    (I only have experience from my Ma....☺)
    Kisses,
    Ruby ♥
    pees: SO glads you're feelin' betters!

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  16. Great poem. We think your title says it all.

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  17. That looks like my mother's 1954 Chevy. Don't remember the model. Cute picture and poem.

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