Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Some of someone else's stuff - some of my stuff

THOMAS JEFFERSON
Rosemary and Stephen Vincent Benet

Thomas Jefferson,
What do you say
Under the gravestone
Hidden away?

"I was a giver,
I was a molder,
I was a builder
With a strong shoulder."

Six feet and over,
Large-boned and ruddy,
The eyes grey-hazel
But bright with study.

The big hands clever
With pen and fiddle
And ready, ever,
For any riddle.

From buying empires
To planting 'taters,
From Declarations
To trick dumb-waiters.

"I liked the people,
The sweat and crowd of them,
Trusted them always
And spoke aloud of them.

"I liked all learning
And wished to share it
Abroad like pollen
For all who merit.

"I liked fine houses
With Greek pilasters,
And built them surely,
My touch a master's.

"I liked queer gadgets
And secret shelves,
And helping nations
To rule themselves.

"Jealous of others?
Not always candid?
But huge of vision
And open-handed.

"A wild-goose-chaser?
Now and again,
Build Monticello,
You little men!

"Design my plow, sirs,
They use it still,
Or found my college
At Charlottesville.

"And still go questing
New things and thinkers,
And keep as busy
As twenty thinkers."

"While always guarding
The people's freedom--
You need more hands, sir?
I didn't need' em.

"They call you rascal?
They called me worse.
You'd do grand things, sir,
But lack the purse?

"I got no riches.
I died a debtor.
I died free-hearted
And that was better.

"For life was freakish
But life was fervent,
And I was always
Life's willing servant.

"Life, life's too weighty?
Too long a haul, sir?
I lived past eighty.
I liked it all, sir."  



I had a crush on a blogger but she got married to someone else so I've moved on.  I now have a crush on a Walmart cashier who works a few towns away from where I live.  I can tell she isn't really interested but I will wear her down like Eurkel did to Laura!  The thing about it is that she is not really my type but I still love her for some reason or other.  I'll keep you updated on where the "relationship" goes.  Anyway, here is a poem I wrote for her.


Cashier girl I love you
Cashier girl, me & you make two
So thin and svelt I love your shape
So tall and lean , I want to kiss your neck nape.
You have eyes that sparkle like diamonds in the sky,
Oh how wonderful you are, let me touch a thigh.
Your smile radiates joy to everyone
I love you, will you have my son?
Please young lady give me the time of day,
I'm telling you I'll love you back without delay.
You've touched my soul you've sparked my desire,
You've turned me into a man on fire!

3:47pm Saturday, May 4th, 2013
By B.O.P.
Muse - My late aunt  

Bottom One Percenter 

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