Cockroach

Poor little cockroach, friend I just met,
I'd like to keep you as a pet. . . .
But that's too bad; that's too bad.

Poor little cockroach, friend I see,
Everybody thinks you're the enemy!
But that's too bad; that's too bad.

Poor little cockroach, friend of mine,
I never meant to cross the line. . . .
But that's too bad; that's too bad.

Poor little cockroach, friend I squished,
Aimed at the fly, but then I missed.
But that's too bad; that's too bad.

Poor little cockroach, friend of the past,
I always hoped our friendship would last.
But that's too bad; that's too bad.

Poor little cockroach, my best friend:
Never thought this would be the end.
But that's too bad; that's too bad.

Poor little cockroach, from long ago,
I want to tell you, want you to know:
That it's too bad; that's too bad.


© Daniel Lorimer
August 21, 2010

Burnt Chicken

Verse 1:
Early one fine afternoon I went into town,
Never would have guessed what was on the ground,
Sitting by the road all black with char.
I picked it up and put it in my car.

Chorus:
Burnt chicken: It's what's for supper tonight!
Burnt chicken: Yeah, it's a wondrous sight!
Burnt chicken:
Burnt chicken: That's when you know it's cooked right!

Verse 2:
Came up on the campus and what did I see?
People running out of the buildings!
Cooks had gotten just a little carried away.
Guess what we'll be eating this very day!

Verse 3:
A girl in the dorm tried to microwave.
But to her frustration it misbehaved.
Sadly that poor fowl was all she had to eat.
She was not so happy but it really is a treat!

Verse 4:
Went out in the woods for a mens' dorm party.
One of the guys fixed a specialty.
Hours on the grill charring in its own grease.
After they combusted we had a feast!

Verse 5:
Many, many years have passed since then.
I still like to keep a poultry pen.
Cook 'em up, fry 'em up, just a little scorched,
Sit back and eat 'em up on my front porch.



© Daniel Lorimer
August 15, 2010

8/9/10

This day in history, I was alive.

8/9/10 is a significant day in history. It is a significant day for me, for you, for everyone. Why? Because this is a very unique date that will never happen again as long as we are alive (unless something very strange were to happen). It starts with 8 and increases linearly. Very unique. 8/9/10 - mark it down. Remember it.

Well, you can go ahead and forget it since you probably won't remember it anyway. Besides that, it's almost over. It's one of those once in a lifetime experiences that you might have missed. Maybe you did miss it. I almost did.

But every day is an 8/9/10 in its own way. Each a unique gift from God with unique opportunities, challenges, and experiences. You'll never get to revisit them. It will never come back again. Very unique. Every day - mark it down. Remember it.