Tuesday, June 05, 2007

The Corner Store.

Post 220 - - - - - - Tuesday, 5th June, 2007.

Hi Everyone ~~ I hope you are having a great week and your
lives are happy. Thank you for the comments on my article
on Breast Cancer Awareness. Please feel free to pass this on
if you are so inclined, as we have different readers. I know
that men also get BC as a male cousin of mine had it a few
years ago, and has done well since, thankfully.

Today was our cleaning lady day, and we put on some warm
flannelette sheets on my bed so I should feel nice and cosy
later on. My washing got nearly dry on the line and is airing
around the room near the heater. All's well with the world.

Tonight I have a poem called "The Corner Store."

As he staggered down the street, he was so alone,
He was desolate, with no one to call his own.
The corner store was about to close, he had to get there fast,
Reason left him long ago, his good life in the past.

Bill stumbled on the step, as he walked inside the door,
The liquor counter filled the back, of the corner store.
Bill was there to buy his nightly bottle of cheap wine,
Soon he'd be oblivious, life would then be fine.

Remembering days gone by was more than he could bear,
Bill had been successful, with a family in his care.
His son was only sixteen, the day he passed away,
Bill started drinking alcohol, to ease the pain that day.

The alcohol possessed him, he couldn't put it down,
Bill soon became well known, as the drunk of that small town.
He couldn't hold his job and he also lost his wife,
He lost all the good things; as alcohol became his life.

Bill left the corner store, brown paper bag in hand,
What happened to him next, no one will understand.
He went into an alley; he had no place else to go,
He silently began to cry, for he had sunk so low.

Next morning in the alley, there gathered a small crowd,
Everyone was whispering . . . no one spoke out loud.
Empty bottle on the ground, beside a lifeless heap,
The grim reaper paid a visit, as Bill lay there fast asleep.

The lesson from this tragedy will shortly be forgot,
Big bottles of cheap wine will continue to be bought,
Bill's battle has been lost, for him there is no more,
Still , , ,there will be others, heading for the corner store.

- - - -T. Lynn.
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Jimmy and Kathy are newlyweds in the honeymoon
suite on their wedding night, and Kathy's in the bathroom.
As Jimmy is getting undressed he says to himself, "How
am I going to tell my new wife that I have the world's
smelliest feet?" Then he throws his socks under the bed.

Kathy walks out of the bathroom, as Jimmy runs past her
into the bathroom. Kathy sits on the edge of the bed and
says to herself, "How am I going to tell him? How am I
going to tell my new husband that I have the world's
worst breath ? I've got to tell him."

Just then, Jimmy walks out of the bathroom. Kathy runs
up to him, gives him a huge wet kiss, pulls back and says,
"Honey, I've got to tell you something." Jimmy says,
"Yeah, I know. You just ate my socks."
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Three guys are convicted of a very serious crime, and they
are all sentenced to twenty years in solitary confinement.
They're allowed one thing to bring into the cell with them.
The first guy asks for a big stack of books.
The second guy asks for his wife. And the third guy asks for
200 cartons of cigarettes.

At the end of the 20 years, they open up the first guy's cell.
He comes out and says, "I studied hard. I'm so bright now,
I could be a lawyer. It was terrific."

They open up the second guy's door. He comes out with
his wife, and they now have five more kids. He says, "It
was the greatest thing of my life. My wife and I have never
been so close, and I have a beautiful new family. I love it."

They open up the third guy's door, and he's slapping at his
pockets, going, "Anybody got a match ?"
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A guy walks into Dunkin' Donuts and says, "Excuse me, miss . . .
how many cups do you think this thermos will hold? She says
"I think it's a seven cup thermos."

He says, :All right . . .give me 2 black and 3 cream and sugar."
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What did the really stupid guy call his pet zebra ? "Spot."

A few Irish jokes from Warren. Thanks Warren.

Father Murphy walks into a pub in Donegal, and says to the
first man he meets, "Do you want to go to Heaven?"

The man says, "I do, Father."

The priest says, "Then stand over there against the wall."
The priest asked the second man, "Do you want to go to
Heaven ?" "Certainly Father."
"Then stand over there against the wall."

Then Father Murphy walked up to O'Toole and said, "Do
you want to go to Heaven ?"

O'Toole said, "No, I don't Father."
The priest said, "I don't believe this. You mean to tell me
that when you die you don't want to go to Heaven?"

O'Toole said, " Oh, when I die, yes. I thought you were
getting a group together to go right now."
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Paddy was in New York. He was patient;y waiting and watching
the traffic cop on a busy street crossing. The cop stopped the
flow of and shouted "Okay, Pedestrians." Then he'd allow
the traffic to pass.

He'd done this several times, and Paddy still stood on the side-
walk. After the cop yelled, "Pedestrians." for the tenth time, Paddy
went over to him and said, "Is it not about time to let the
Catholics across ?"
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Gallagher opened the morning newspaper and was dumbfounded
to read in the obituary column that he had died. He quickly
phoned his best friend Finney.

"Did you see the paper ?" asked Gallagher. "They say I died."
"Yes, I saw it," replied Finney. "Where are you ringing from?"
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An Irish priest is driving down to New York and gets stopped
for speeding in Connecticut. The state trooper smells alcohol
on the priest's breath and then sees an empty wine bottle
on the floor of the car.

He says, "Sir, have you been drinking ?"
"Just water," says the priest.

The trooper says, "Then why do I smell wine ?"
The priest looks at the bottle and says, "Good Lord,
He's done it again."
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Walking into a bar, Mike said to Charlie, the bartender,
"Pour me a stiff drink -- just had another fight with the
little woman."

"Oh, yeah ?" said Charlie. "And how did this one end?"

"When it was over," Mike replied, "She came to me on
her hands and knees.
"Really," said Charlie, "Now that's a switch. What did
she say?"

"She said, "Come out from under the bed, you little chicken." "
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Just a couple of quotes - - - -

Old age is like everything else. To make a success of it, you've
got to start young. - - - - Fred Astaire.

I was angry with my friend;
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe;
I told it not, my wrath did grow. - - - William Blake.
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That's it for tonight Folks. Take great care. Cheers, Merle.

Post 221 = = = = Tuesday, 5th June, 2007.
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9 comments:

Rene said...

Hello Merle.I just want to let you know that I really enjoy reading your blog, it has a warmth to it that makes me want to come back.Just so you know, I'm a 21 year old from Tegucigalpa,Honduras...

Steve G said...

The first poem was sad, but the rest were knee slappers.

"Yeah, I know. You just ate my socks."

super stuff you have here Merle

Sometimes Saintly Nick said...

Warm flannelette sheets? Oh! I keep forgetting: not only is there a twelve hour difference between your time and mine, but our seasons are reversed.

mreddie said...

We have a clothes dryer but I remember years ago when my Mom always dried clothes on the line. They always smelled so fresh and clean. ec

Jim said...

Well, Merle, I will have to think about the guy with the seven cup thermos who only wanted five cups of coffee. Was it a mixing problem?
I had a good friend male teacher with BC. He recovered just fine too.
Also I had a friend who drank himself to death. His wife divorced him because he didn't have a job and would always be drunk when she came home from work.
Nobody I knew ate her husband's socks.
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Lee said...

Sorry I've not been around for a couple of days, Merle...it seems like forever, but I've been pretty tied up doing other things and I just don't know where the time disappears to.

Glad to see all is well with you...take good care. :)

Puss-in-Boots said...

Hello Merle

How's it going for you. Have you had any rain? We've had heaps of the lovely wet stuff over the last 24 hours, and it's still going. Yippee! Let's hope it continues for a bit longer.

I've posted today on the Kat's Cradle blog, if you want to have a look.

Love and hugs and thank you for being a friend, Merle. xoxo

Jeanette said...

Dear Merle,Sad poem .we used to see a lot of this at Vic Market
men and women there worldly posessions on there backs sitting in a little corner with a bottle wrapped in a brown paper bag and begging for a cigarette, So sad too see,Had a good chuckle at all your jokes tonight.
Btw. My Docs appointment tomorrow for checkup after colonoscopy so hopefully he has my blood results.let you no results soon as i get them. take care, keep warm xxxxx

Val said...

We finally put the doona (continental quilt I think it's called elsewhere) into the doona cover, but I remember having flannelette sheets when I first arrived in Australia - I had never seen them before but sure appreciated having them. Australian houses in general weren't centrally heated in the 1970s, it took me a while to acclimatise.