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	<description>Rhyming Humor for the Whole Family</description>
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		<title>Computer Tutor</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 25 Jan 2010 11:00:04 +0000</pubDate>
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				<category><![CDATA[Life with Children]]></category>

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Don’t ever leave your grandson
Alone at your computer,
Next time you try to use it,
You might require a tutor! 
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Don’t ever leave your grandson<br />
Alone at your computer,<br />
Next time you try to use it,<br />
You might require a tutor! </p>
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		<title>Turtle Shell</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 18 Jan 2010 11:00:06 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[A Writer's Life]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Poems for Children]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[   
I saw a turtle
In a shell,
It seemed to fit him
Very well.
Now I just wonder,
D&#8217;you suppose
That I can buy me
One of those?
What are the colors
One can choose?
Do they make them in
Reds or blues?
I asked the turtle
If he knew,
Where I could buy me
A shell too.
He didn’t have too
Much to say.
He looked at me and
Sped [...]]]></description>
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<p>I saw a turtle<br />
In a shell,<br />
It seemed to fit him<br />
Very well.</p>
<p>Now I just wonder,<br />
D&#8217;you suppose<br />
That I can buy me<br />
One of those?</p>
<p>What are the colors<br />
One can choose?<br />
Do they make them in<br />
Reds or blues?</p>
<p>I asked the turtle<br />
If he knew,<br />
Where I could buy me<br />
A shell too.</p>
<p>He didn’t have too<br />
Much to say.<br />
He looked at me and<br />
Sped away.</p>
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		<title>Dust</title>
		<link>http://www.familypoet.com/2010/01/11/dust/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 11 Jan 2010 11:00:38 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Growing Older]]></category>

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With age a constant reminder,
Poor eyesight and glasses a must;
They came through the mail just today…
My heavens! Just look at the dust!
My glasses must be the problem,
I’ve not seen that much dust before.
So now I’ll take off my glasses
Before I come in the front door!
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With age a constant reminder,<br />
Poor eyesight and glasses a must;<br />
They came through the mail just today…<br />
My heavens! Just look at the dust!</p>
<p>My glasses must be the problem,<br />
I’ve not seen that much dust before.<br />
So now I’ll take off my glasses<br />
Before I come in the front door!</p>
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		<title>Daddy&#8217;s Motorbike</title>
		<link>http://www.familypoet.com/2010/01/04/daddys-motorbike/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 04 Jan 2010 11:00:05 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Poems for Children]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Riding in Daddy’s motorbike,
I think is kinda neat.
I always get to sit up front
And get a window seat.

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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Riding in Daddy’s motorbike,<br />
I think is kinda neat.<br />
I always get to sit up front<br />
And get a window seat.<br />
<img src="http://familypoet.com/graphics/Daddys-Motorbike.gif" class="center"></p>
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		<title>She Got There!</title>
		<link>http://www.familypoet.com/2009/12/28/she-got-there/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 28 Dec 2009 11:00:21 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Married Life]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[They were having a graveside service
For his wife who’d passed away.
He felt sorry for the preacher,
Hunting for nice things to say.
When the sky abruptly darkened,
Thunder and lightning filled the air.
He said as they ran for shelter,
“Well, at least we know she got there!”
 
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>They were having a graveside service<br />
For his wife who’d passed away.<br />
He felt sorry for the preacher,<br />
Hunting for nice things to say.</p>
<p>When the sky abruptly darkened,<br />
Thunder and lightning filled the air.<br />
He said as they ran for shelter,<br />
“Well, at least we know she got there!”<br />
<img src="http://familypoet.com/graphics/She-Got-There.gif" class="center"> </p>
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