The Years

The Years

by Marian A. Laracy (Translator)



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ISBN-13: 9780967409801
Publisher: Laracy, Marian
Publication date: 08/31/1999
Pages: 96
Product dimensions: 5.50(w) x 8.50(h) x (d)

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Santa Dear

Oh Santa dear, on Christmas Day,
Won't you send a man my way?
Someone sweet to hold me tight,
To kiss me when we say "good night."
Someone who will mow the lawn.
Oh Gosh, I think I've got it wrong,
A handyman's what I desire.
Someone who can build the fire,
Someone I can pay and say,
"The day is done, now go away."
Love and babies, I've had it all.
That was Spring, now it's the Fall.
My kids, my friends, they'll tide me over
Till I should lie beneath the clover.

Requiem For A Chicken
I've had chickens in cream and chickens in wine,
And beds of mushrooms where chickens recline.
I've eaten chicken in salad, and chicken in soup,
For heaven's sake, lets break out of this loop.
I'm tired of chicken, whether breast or their thighs,
The only things left are their bones and their eyes.
I've eaten my share Mr. Purdue,
I'm leaving the rest of the chicken for you.

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Guest More than 1 year ago
A terrific and comical view of what life has to offer you! Marian Laracy is gifted and hilarious!
Guest More than 1 year ago
I loved these poems. As a member of Marian Laracy's generation, I think she has something very valuable to say to every generation, and she says it in a way that we all can understand. I especially loved 'A Nurse or a Purse?'