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We’ll get through this together
Avoid strife and hate
Focus on the ones you love
Nothing else matters
Tag: Jean
Poems and/or Drawings about Sweetie Pea!
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We love you Lynn!
We had a good visit from Lynn
She’s one of Jean’s Midwestern kin
Just being here made us both grin
Can’t wait till she does it again
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Jean is my Wonder Woman
Though sweet Jean is still real sick
Those good thoughts sure did the trick
You can always send some more
To this cancer warrior
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We will take what you can give
We need your good thoughts
We need your love and friendship
Now more than ever
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Everybody spread the word
Last weekend we did celebrate
Jean’s fond farewell to forty-eight
We drove up north to watch a play
And spent the night in Morro Bay
The drive was smooth, the weather fine
We ate good food and drank great wine
So many friends to hang out with
To honor her this June the Fifth
She’s so awesome, I have to say
We should make this a holiday
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She’s the best
I know it’s late, what can I do?
My poetry is overdue
I’m sorry, but my Jelly Moo
Is more pressing than all of you
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Essiac and soursop
Every night I make the tea
For my little Sweetie Pea
Hoping that this is the key
For her to be cancer free
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She’s a dancing machine
I really love my sweetie Jean
From one to ten, she’s a fifteen
She’s super smart, her wit is keen
She makes the hard work seem routine
She’s a great cook, such fine cuisine
She perks me up more than caffeine
She’s always nice and never mean
I’m not a king, but she’s my queen
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I don’t like Mondays
The weekend was great
Two days of fun and frolic
But now it’s Monday
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We’re the best! Yes we are!
We are feeble-minded folks
Every night, the same dumb jokes
We think that we’re such a hoot
Simple, but at least we’re cute
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The play’s the thing
We had a real good day
We went to see a play
We had a real good night
We got a tasty bite
Into our bed we creep
It’s time to go to sleep
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She left in a cloud of farts
There once was a black dog named Raven
To greet you her tail would be wavin’
She had one good trick
But then she got sick
No longer she’ll be misbehavin’
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Share this with your valentine
I love pizza, I love steak
I love spooning while we wake
I love boardgames, I love books
I love sharing our outlooks
I love cider, I love wine
I love that you’re genuine
I love everything we do
I love everyday with you
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Inspired by Peter Paul & Mary
Fuffle the Dragon will get you cancer free
So you can live a happy life and be a Sweetie Pea
Little Jeannie wore her on a silver chain
So she could do the normal stuff free from all that pain
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Next Friday is scarier than Jason
Friday night and I got money
So it’s date night with my honey
Head to Red Box then to take-out
Hoping that we get to make-out
But this Friday is a thirteen
And our nice night ended up mean
Movies and the food were sucky
So we didn’t get too lucky
While this evening seemed to be cursed
Next Friday will surely be worse
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Spoons solve situations
If your day was one big muddle
When you dropped stuff in a puddle
And your wine does not befuddle
Problem solved with one big cuddle
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United we wade uphill
When I wake up next to you
There is nothing I can’t do
If you’ll be my jelly moo
I will be your sugar pooh
In this year that’s still brand new
Hand in hand we’ll see it through
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I resolve to resist the Jizztrumpet
2016 could not be worse
Like shitty drinks you’re forced to nurse
To start this list of things not good
The loss of stars from our childhood
And Jizztrumpet the next four years?
He’ll harbor hate and foster fears
To me the thing that tops this list
Is Jean’s cancer her doctor missed
I say this with the utmost class
This year has sucked a fat dog’s ass!
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My Christmas Hanukkah Kwanzaa wish too
I have one wish this Festivus
For Jean to be as well as us
Maybe more well than Dave the drunk
His muddled head’s missing a chunk
And way better than fatso Fred
He’s one donut away from dead
And don’t forget ol’ smelly Sue
She stinks worse than a pile of poo
My wish for Jean this Festivus –
Better health than the rest of us!
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SPG <3 JMG
Wedded bliss goes past year seven
Every day still feels like heaven
He is funny; she is clever
Their love will endure forever
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Christmastime in our bungalow
Bundled up like an Eskimo
Warming hands with some hot cocoa
Christmas songs on the radio
Jingle Bells in my falsetto
Kissing Jean under mistletoe
That is how every day should go
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In the prick of time
Had to rush Jean for a shot
Her white cells were not a lot
This is what you have to do
When you love your sugar pooh
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UCLA docs > Santa Maria docs
Jean’s arm pain needed an answer
Still her doctors missed her cancer
Their opinions suck we reckoned
So Jean went and got a second
Bruin doctor shared what he’s known
No to chemo; yes to hormone
Now we have a brand new mission
To get Jean into remission
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We have no hair please do not stare
Don’t be appalled
Our heads are bald
We shaved them tight
To fight our fight
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We will, but I don’t know how
As I watched last night, a feeling inside
Of eternal hope had suddenly died
I woke up this morn, like everyday
But not knowing how to make it okay
I write you this rhyme, while holding back tears
Determined to last through the next four years
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It’s cold up there with no hair
I just cut off all my hair
I did this to show I care
Even though I now look mean
I’d do anything for Jean
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Keep sending good thoughts
Old doc’s treatment had been subpar
So I took Jean to the ER
New doc came in with an answer
Now we know it’s fucking cancer
Been in pain, and three months later
Clearly old doc was a traitor
Bad news isn’t ever easy
And I know that this sounds cheesy
Sweetie Pea is a big brawler
She will make the tumors smaller
Your support has been tremendous
Thanks for all the love you send us
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Next time I’ll call pizza slut
The dogs are fed, the cat is too
Now it’s my turn to have a chew
But Jean is gone, I’m on my own
My stomach growls, I start to moan
I look around for food to nuke
The leftovers all look like puke
So I decide to cook from scratch
I gather wood, and strike a match
I fill a pot, and start to boil
I grease the pan with olive oil
I marinate the meat in sauce
I chiffonade like I’m a boss
I bake spring rolls as an hors d’oeuvre
Then right before I start to serve
My eyes open, I’m on the floor
My head had banged the freezer door
My night as chef was just a dream
I settle for melted ice cream
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She’s my Santa Maria Girl
Well I took a chance, on a dating site
On a Friday-I-ay-I-ay
And when she walked in, she was dynamite
On a summer day-I-ay-I-ay
She was lots of fun, such a pretty girl
And I felt right then, I would take a whirl
I can tell you friends, I knew what to do
I gave her a ring, she’s my sugar pooh
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Happy birthday Sweetie Pea!
Jean is my love, I love my Jean
To me she’s kind, she’s never mean
She’s so funny and lot’s of fun
As sweetie peas, she’s number one
She’s got the looks, she’s got the smarts
She always cooks and never farts
I stay young with vitamin J
So let’s wish Jean – Happy Birthday!