
George Burns:



“What’s that you say? I need new glasses? Well I never! I can see just fine.”
Miss June was not exactly fond of the youngsters who came into the library, but it was part of her job at the library to greet them, hopefully with a smile. There seemed to be a resurgence of younger children these days and even though their small chatter bothered her at times, she was heartened by the idea.
Miss June had been a librarian for over fifty years. She had seen the demise of library attendance with the rise in video games, computers and those dreadful kindle apps. Books were becoming dusty reminders of a past she loved. Trying to interest young ones in the pleasure of holding an actual book in their hands that you need to read, not listen to, was sometimes a difficult task. The idea of getting them familiar with their creative imaginations instead of watching someone else doing it for them was rare.
Miss June had certain resonsibilities that required computer skills. With her waning eyesight, the dotted dimensions on the screens were becoming more difficult to decipher.
After a required eye appointment result, Miss June was retired from the desk and enjoyed reading and helping the younger visitors to the library.

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Get out of my bed, she yelled at the man
Oh dear, upsetting you not my plan
Thinking of you in I raced
Now there’s feathers all over the place
I’ll just return back to the pen
Get some eggs from your favorite hen
Fry them up, would you love me then?
With bacon, she asked with a huff
Of course my sweet as his chest did puff.
Married relationships are often rough
You have to made of tougher stuff
Being in love not always enough
Sometimes better to ignore the gruff.
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Cee and Judy have been posting photos of “boots”. Here’s my girl who proves there’s no bad time to wear frog boots! She’s on her third pair! 🐸🐸🐸




Broken heart
Long been unmended
Still healing
Emotions
Split apart by dark reasons
Wield sad memories

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Living in the bayous of Louisiana, Earl didn’t have much of a childhood. It was hot, wet, and schooling was off and on since he lived in an area with other homeless kids. He was lucky enough to be agile and quick on his feet, so he survived his youngest years.
Earl grew up in what was comically named alligator alley. Dodging and teasing these creatures became entertainment for the waifs and they needed no mentor to explain the dangers of such a life. Not realizing the skill he actually developed over the years, Earl was caught on video by some air boat touring visitors. Earl and his friends were always up for an extra dollar or two to feed themselves, and didn’t mind such intrusions.
Not having phones or internet capabilities, Earl had no idea that this tourist’s video went viral on YouTube. The public demanded more of this young person’s adventures and eventually Earl was contacted by the “powers that be”.
After a few days, Earl and his friends became the talk of the Internet on social media. People offered help in different ways and the group of teens immediately gained star power. Offers of every type flooded the channels and the once impoverished boys became wealthy, which is a relative term here in this story. However, they were rewarded with housing, food and clothing, which they considered to be wealth beyond their dreams.
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It’s always something
It’s never nothing
It might be possible
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