Monday morning, Marissa takes her first of 3 golf lessons. I hope she enjoys golf. She has been wanting to go with Grampa.
We will have to leave by 8:15 tomorrow so I will see you when we get home.
Have a Marvelous Monday!
Mmmmm, forget the chocolate and the burgers....pass me the cheese!
Can’t get enough of that stuff! :)
A cattle call of bovine bliss
Summoo-ns us to meat like this.
This charcoal round-up will succeed,
Behooving ordernot stampede.
My nose is filled with your aroma,
I'm tripping to cholesterol coma.
You are clearly heavenly chow.
I call you my chopped “Holy Cow.”
You are truly rare indeed,
In bun adorned by poppy seed.
My love for you is nothing phony.
Bull-eve me, this is not bull-oney.
You slow me with your mooving kiss,
But I'll catch up and relish this.
I crave your fat, I'm tired of starches.
Eat your heart out, Golden Arches.
- Grandpa Tucker, Copyright ©1997 by Bob Tucker
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....AND, I could almost take a bite out of that cheeseburger! Yummmm (cut the onions please) :)