are the first three poems I ever wrote.
The occasion was Valentine's Day 1988:
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Milk is white,
And so are you!
I think I will never see,
Anything quite so lovely as a tree;
Well, you are kinda nice,
And, there's always fantastic me!
Ten score, and twelve years ago,
Our Nation was divinely founded,
The calendar turns to '89, and woe!
Bush in the White House, errors compounded.
Written by Dale E. Malone, It
sure shows, doesn't it?
The Great & Wonderful Kahuna wants to know!
Last modified: April 26, 2009