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Lindsay Okray

This poem was written for someone very special to me, who recently received her Masters Degree from Loyola University, Chicago, IL:

We all a certain someone have,
One whom illuminates our lives.
Tis one whose presence is a salve,
Whose heart on goodness thrives.

This one of whom I mention here,
Has always been a dear,
Her heart is full of love and cheer;
Her eyes and smile, sincere.

She sparkled as an infant so,
Not knowing of her gift.
As each year passed, her radiant glow
Brought to us such a lift!

This girl, this woman, cousin of mine,
Of whom I am so proud!
Has nobly chosen a path so fine!
Aiding others, she has vowed.

Love always,
Janice McCann

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My Favorite Things (Manly Version) for Christmas

Chicago style pizza and microwave nachos
Tales of adventure with monsters and heroes
Balsa wood gliders with unbroken wings
These are a few of my favorite things

A finely tuned engine, a new set of tires
A full set of wrenches and channel lock pliers
Football in autumn and baseball in spring
These are a few of my favorite things

Girls in tight sweaters with long brunette tresses
A dog who will fetch and not make big messes
A cold frosty beer after mowing the lawn,
These are the things I can think fondly on

When the boss yells, when a bone breaks
When I’m feeling sad, I simply remember
My favorite things and then I don’t feel
So bad!

© 2006
Jeffrey Stultz

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Aner Clute

Over and over they used to ask me,
While buying the wine or the beer,
In Peoria first, and later in Chicago,
Denver, Frisco, New York, wherever I lived,
How I happened to lead the life,
And what was the start of it.
Well, I told them a silk dress,
And a promise of marriage from a rich man --
(It was Lucius Atherton).
But that was not really it at all.
Suppose a boy steals an apple
From the tray at the grocery store,
And they all begin to call him a thief,
The editor, minister, judge, and all the people --
"A thief," "a thief," "a thief," wherever he goes.
And he can't get work, and he can't get bread
Without stealing it, why, the boy will steal.
It's the way the people regard the theft of the apple
That makes the boy what he is.
Edgar Lee Masters

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The Skinny On Fatty's Cafe

Here's the skinny on Fatty's Cafe,
a grubby diner on a snaky street
under the El in dark Chicago
where street lights flicker
and the hungry descend from
the flophouse above the store.

If you have a yen for a BLT
and Fatty is workin' the grill,
the hungry say don't go in,
be patient and wait outside
for Fatty's brother, Skinny,
to wield the spatula.

Skinny has a way with BLTs,
piling bacon and tomato high
on a triple decker, with a hint
of lettuce and a swipe of mayo
on all three slices of bread.
No extra charge to toast it
when Skinny's workin' the grill.

Ignore the rain, sleet or snow
and wait outside with the hungry
till Skinny starts flippin' the bacon.
He takes over at midnight when
Fatty flops into his Lincoln
and heads for his castle.
Then Skinny lays out the bacon
and the hungry outside march in.
Donal Mahoney

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