Sellin' Pencils On The Dock Of The Bay

Sellin’ pencils on the dock of the bay

Listening to the tide slip away


I was lead to the dock of the bay

Told to sit down and sit all day


There are no plans for tomorrow

I’m just waiting, waiting to go


There are no plans that I can see

Death has already overtaken me


Sellin’ pencils on the dock of the bay

Listening to the tide slip away


* whistlin’ *


(a coda, when I’m in the mood)


Hittin’ on girls who offer to help me

There’s more than ‘nuff that I can see


The sun does splash, the ‘gulls do say

Sellin’ pencils on the dock of the bay

BIBLICAL NEWS

The Book Of Hillary (which was kept out of the Bible by men for obvious reasons):

In the beginning, God created woman in her own image. And she saw that it was good.

God decided woman needed a dumb brute for a companion to do the heavy lifting. That is where man come from.

The problem is, man is so dumb that he thinks he’s in charge.

P.S.: Did God dangle a preposition or did a man screw up the translation?

So, Goodbye, Dear Friend

Get out your tissues. This be about the transitory nature of life.

Another day, another soul has passed

Quietly, he breathed his last

No trumpets blared, no thunder rolled

Silently, another soul has gone


There was no, no Farewell Address

A brief summary of his parts

Another soul who made no, no waves

He, he left only empty hearts


So, as I do say. goodbye, dear friend

‘Til that day, when we meet again
 
Edwin Stallings (1934-2014) was a friend and neighbor of Gran & Grandma. He used to stop in nearly every day, and he and Gran would solve all the world’s problems. After Gran passed in 2001, he helped Grandma with her garden nearly every day. When Grandma gave up driving, he remained Grandma’s link to town, the latest news and gossip. When Grandma finally could no longer accept visitors, Edwin still often stopped to check in with a family member. Of course, Edwin attended Grandma’s funeral in 2011.

No statue of you, and no plaque, too

No one heard a twenty-one gun salute

And, now, you are only a memory --

But you did mean a lot to me

THUNDERSTRUCK... By AC/DC ;)

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Aurgh, ah, auh…

Aurgh, ah, auh…

Aurgh, ah, auh…


Aurgh, ah, auh… THUNDER

Aurgh, ah, auh… THUNDER

Aurgh, ah, auh… THUNDER

Aurgh, ah, auh… THUNDER


I was caught in the middle of railroad tracks… THUNDER

And I knew, knew there’d be no turning back… THUNDER

A train, yeah, straight from Hell coming for me… THUNDER

And I knew, knew I was ‘bout to be… THUNDER


The conductor had horns and a pointy tail… THUNDER

Those steel wheels smoked on those iron rails… THUNDER

If she’s good for you, she’s good for me… THUNDER

And I knew, knew I was ‘bout to be… THUNDER


I was shakin’ like a leaf

When a calm came over me

Knew I was ‘bout to be…


THUNDERSTUCK… by AC/DC

THUNDERSTUCK… by AC/DC

Oooh, oooh, yeah

THUNDERSTUCK… by AC/DC


Aurgh, ah, auh…

Aurgh, ah, auh…

Aurgh, ah, auh…

Aurgh, ah, auh…


THUNDERSTUCK… by AC/DC

THUNDERSTUCK… by AC/DC

Oooh, oooh, yeah

THUNDERSTUCK…

By, by AC/DC