Yes, I'm making this posting for you in great haste.
With audio too - please don't think it's a waste!
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by JoAnne Parente
Then my husband yawned, and puzzled, mumbled to me, “It’s Mouse.”
They’re letting us march again, and I know that you care.
And flags, rifles, sabres, SO GET OUT OF BED!”
If you woke me as a joke, I’ll give you a slap!”
The cops are here now to find out what’s the matter.
The cadet blue and gold finished off with a sash.
Since we left that stuff behind long, long ago.
Saints one and all, our family so dear.
And Peaches, and Pebbles, and Goober, and Mick.
But we put the word out, and by hundreds they came.
We’ll top all the captions, and walk away with it all.
Jackie’s going to paint them – 50 gallons he’s mixin’.”
When it was that we aged out, once and for all.
To march again at this age? Should I give it a try?
Cups of tea, of course (what, did you think I meant brew?).
Rifles holding their mouths ‘cause each knocked out a tooth!
Was I the only one here who’s age didn’t turn around?
So I struggled and struggled to stick in my foot.
It’s time to stop practicing – we all have to pack.
I said, “Going on tour – isn’t that a bit scary?”
It’s the best way to travel when going to shows.”
The jacket and skirt didn’t cover my belly.
As they each grabbed their shakos from up on the shelf.
“Uncle Walter, is that you? I thought you were dead!”
“Watch what you’re saying – they’ll think you’re a jerk!”
And Ralph, Tony, Frank, and ...” Then, I just froze.
The time of my life was just there for the taking.
My dream was a gift that came straight from heaven.
And we talk with each other ‘til our faces turn blue.
Lots of love, luck, happiness, and no trace of sorrow!
As the New Year unfolds – wishing you a great life!


