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Saturday, March 5, 2011

Lot of Saturdays



Aw Saturday
No, work just play
Aw, this is the day



If I May
No, that is too soon
But if it was June
I might whether a tune
Maybe July


I might like to try

A place to lie
In the shade
A pole at command
Between my toes it does stand
My bare feet on the cool sand
On the fly
A fish to try
Or maybe fry
A big one I mean






The fish did fillet








My toes I must say
Those eyes rasp between
My toes so mean
He got clean away
Oh great day
This Saturday
of July

Good by

 

Friday, March 4, 2011

lot of lane frost

Lane what on your brain?
Don’t poke that bad joke
Give me that rope
Wait don’t open that gate

red rock and lane ride on in the sky
Frost I might be late
I’ll get tossed
Up in the sky, hay I can fly
This is not making my day
What did you put in his hay
Put me on the ground
Don’t turn me around
Not upside down
It’s all spinning round
Was that a clown?
Get out of the way
This thing is here to stay
Lane frost you’re the boss
I did get tossed
So I loss, here your five
I'm still alive
That bull is one bad joke
Here! it’s your rope
I need a brain, just what a pain
my back in pain
Want no more of your bad joke
thank you Lane frost

foot note

The real story be hind the poem, the young and the old a battle between man a beast, is best told here http://www.lanefrost.com/redrock.html 
and of the man this quote
 "If people remember one thing about Lane
we'd want it to be that he was a kind person
and knew Jesus."
Clyde & Elsie Frost~
Cheyenne 1999 10 Year Tribute
i know them and all, know Jesus. i am proud to say i know them all. God bless all

Thursday, March 3, 2011

lot Morning glorious delight


On this frosty morn
You wake and yawn
As you were just born
The break of dawn
You cover my lawn
The break of dawn
A morning shower
You brave little flower
A glory to see
Morning glory’s for me
Pretty and white
Blue from the night
What a pretty site
Such great delight
Morning glory alright
Dew drop form
A dandelion is adorn
With jewels of the night
The mist takes flight
The sun is bright
Well alright now
What am I bid for?
Morning glorious delight


Wednesday, March 2, 2011

lot of re-ride


It’s time for this old cowboy to give it a try

A lariat I did buy

Less giver err a try

Shake a loop

Twirl it high

Hand held high

Let err fly

A steak it might fry

Missed by a head

Not to dread

Shake a loop

Twirl it high

Hand held high

Let err fly

Why did I buy this lariat too try

Miss again

Aw heck with it nobody will eat a picket fence anyway

A second chance it’s a retry

I may of miss the fence

Let it not be said

This lariat I did buy

I will not give err a try

Shake a loop

Twirl it high

Hand held high

Above my head

This is not a tread

I won’t boost

Miss the post

Oh how I dread

That it be said

A lariat I did buy

I must be out of my head

I’ll put err in the shed

And go to bed

Hey I smell a hot apple pie

It’s time for this old cowboy to give that a try

lot of madness


Clock spring not wound
The key, where can it be found
You should redound
Second hand dance
Minute hand prance
Hour hand follow and advance
Watch clock won’t coil
Crocus till the soil
Will the spring do its thing?
Wound tight to make ring
The sound it will toll
will it bring
this thing called spring
Coffee on the boil
Grounds to fill the sole
Wake up, you silly thing
Come on get out of bed
you sleepy head
Did you not hear it ring?
Hey it’s spring

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

lot of watermelons


Watermelons! why are there No wild growing watermelons
Question is writing an art
Words how they Rome
Just looking for a home
Saddle up old Rhone
Wrangler’s rides
Just where they hide
Keep them in stride
Hook them up fan them out
Don’t forget the trout
What’s this all about
Its spring time in the Rockies
Watermelons! Why are there No wild growing watermelons about

Lot March the madness

March, one, two thousand eleven; Can you feel it, Carnival, fat Tuesday, Mardi gras, Ash Wednesday, Spring Equinox St. Patrick day, there is a madness about. In Roman times it was the first month of the year, yea new years. The bear are waking up. Look out. Oh No spring clean up, dread lot of work. Yucca, Spring tonic. Did you know that March is the month of poems?

It’s time for this old cowboy to give err a try

A lariat I did buy

Less giver err a try

Shake a loop

Twirl it high

Hand held high

Let err fly

A steak I might fry

Missed by a head

Not to dread

Shake a loop

Twirl it high

Hand held high

Let err fly

Why did I buy this lariat too try

Miss again

Aw heck with it nobody will eat a picket fence anyway

By me an old cowhand

Warning from who, there is to be expected an outbreak of spring fever. It is in the air. Use a mask to protect the frail and insane, worst case scenario you will go out of your head. Two to five years old will be overly precocious. Tis the season to be mad ha-ha wow, ouch, lol have fun. Wow is now.

Hey I found my hat, let ride Ya Hoooooooooooo woo thank you have fun, God bless

Sunday, February 27, 2011

Lot time of shrinkage


Nirupam Ghosh a fellow blogger and engineer; has made a point of time shrinkage, relativity of MR Einstein. For the most part most people do not care to exercise the Hypothalamus. However I do, may be, possibly understand the problem. Huh? I am going to give it a try at the risk of error and warping the sanity of our readers. Hopefully my prate falls will muse some and other wise exercise the funny bone. Wow! POW! (Bovine in church) batman! I drew a graph of Nirupan’s post on the shrinkage of time. A little consultation, with a dash of time travel, with an old carpenter’s friend Pythagoras, my granddad’s old railroad chronometer, that a watch, by the way. Here is some mathematical analogous. The theorem is C squared = A squared +B squared, or the hypotenuse = the sum of the square’s of the other two sides. For simplicity 3 X 3 = 9 plus 4X4 = 16, 16+9=25, C squared 5X5=25 so 25=25 or 25-25=0. It is the same for the other triangle so 0=0. Now wait one cotton minute! There is supposes to be some shrinkage. Sorry Nirupam I could not resist. LOL! It is all relative to the point of view of the observer. Let’s take another look. You board a plane in San Francisco at noon and fly east to New York, a ten hour flight. You arrive and look at your watch and it read 10: PM, the clock on the airport wall reads 2: AM, that’s fourteen hours but you only flue for ten. What did you do jump into the future? OK, not really noon in San Fran is: 4 o clock PM in New York. The return flight would take ten hours, leaving at noon you would arrive in San Francisco at 6 pm. Your watch and clocks in New York and San Francisco. Are in different reference points but they are all reference to a clock in Greenwich England. Let’s try this a wee bit faster. All aboard the Benjamin, we will take off from Ogden, Utah, USA at noon. And fly east the Benjamin is power by dark energy so getting to light speed is no problem. The round trip takes 0.0004 seconds. But the earth has turned and the lap’s time on the clock at Ogden is 12:00.001 but your watch reads 12:00.0004.now if we head west our watch would still read 12:00.0004 and the clock in Ogden would read 12:00.0014. Now if your head is buzzing I am sorry it that dark energy, it does that, so just move away a bit and it will go away.

Thank you for fly with me on the Benjamin and god bless

Lot of intelligent design

A young man was given a toy. Why, his birthday maybe, Christmas is a possibly, from a friend, from a parent, just because he want it? Is there a reason that he was given a toy? Who gave him the toy? The young man loves the toy. He gave it a name he call it a rock. Now he played with his rock all day and took it to bed with him and sleep with it. He carried it in his pocket everywhere he went. He found that the rock could protect him from bad things. It gave him joy to play with his toy.

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