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Mayor Doug Ford

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Don’t let them stress you out

Like they did to your brother

Let them know from the start

That, you’re not just another

Target for their hate

You didn’t step up to the plate

To be abused

Just so they could be amused

Nip it in the bud

Leave them in the mud

Don’t let them bully you

That’s all they want to do

And make a fool out of you

Like they did with Rob

But, he still did a good job

And, you will too

You both came from the same cloth

And, they can like it or not

You are both winners

They’re the sinners

Torontoians  are counting on you

So, whatever you do

Use all of your force

To stay the course

Just do your best

And, God will take care of the rest

If, you live in Toronto … The Fords  will help you PRONTO

© 2014 Cora J. Bouzane

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Mayor Rob Ford

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Mayor Rob Ford

Leave Rob Ford alone, he’s not made of stone

  To watch a man, having to run

That’s not entertainment, that’s not fun,

That should not be done, to anyone

You have no right, to hound a person

Day and night

Just because, you think, you’re right…

Because, you think, we ought to know

When he puts on ‘a one man show”

He’ll never give up, he’s not a quitter

  Perhaps, he’s addicted, to the glitter

He’s doing a good job,’ most everyone agrees

On his own time, he can do as, he please

You have to give him credit though

Whether, you are friend or foe

He’s not, your average Joe, a lesser man

Would have up and ran, long ago.

Now that, he’s trying to get back on track

Think it’s about time, to cut him some slack 

Instead of, acting like hounds on the attack

Rob Ford is a good Mayor…That is a fact

He messed up…’Fessed up. Then, he had to rest up

What else can he do…To please all of you

Who is paying those protesters, to act like court jesters

Loudmouth exhibitionist, using an excuse, to undress

If  you can keep your head while all about you

Are losing theirs and blaming it on you

Kipling’s words have never, ever, rang more true

Seeing, such a good man as Rob

Keeping his cool. Surrounded by a mob

  I’m not, just another, “Bleeding Heart”

Knew, he was a good man, right from the start

The one and only, never lonely, Rob Ford

What happened to forgiveness and all the joy, it brings

What happened to compassion and other, good things

Now we all have to pray that Rob Ford will  be ok

Thanks to his loving family. He will face this calmly

He cries himself to sleep, while others try to keep

Stirring the pot. What a sorry lot

What a sin ..Let the best person win

They’re just spinning their wheels

Don’t know how it feels, to be strong. Carry on

Let them huff and puff, long enough

And they’ll realize, it isn’t wise, to attack

A man, when he’s on his back

In fact, it is a cowardly act

Compassion … Is what they lack

This will all backfire when the stakes get higher

Just wait and see … Rob Ford will always be

Mayor Rob Ford to me

© 2014 Cora J. Bouzane

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An eye for an eye is a very good start

But, it always ends with us far apart

Yes, an eye for an eye is how it all started

Now, that it’s over, we’re both broken hearted

From the start, we were stubborn and wanted revenge

Time took it’s toll, we were almost unhinged

The fighting was fierce, we were out to destroy

Soon we found, life had lost all of it’s joy

Now, we’re praying to God, That our torment will end

Only, God in his mercy can make an enemy a friend

So that, this divorce won’t send us both “round the bend

© 2014 Cora J. Bouzane

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Thank You Ross

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Just want to say
Have a nice day
I love the way
You make everything okay
When things go wrong
It doesn’t take long
For, you to appear
You’re always there
To help and share
So, I know you care
Always knew
I could count on you
That’s why, I love you
As much as I do
So, thank you, thank you
And thank you again
You’re always my sunshine
After the rain
There’s one more thing
I have to say
Hope you never, ever go away
Love you more, each and every day
© 2014 Cora J. Bouzane

Happy Thanksgiving Son

You’re mad with me
Again … I see
You are so good
The fault must be in me
We had words
But that is history
We should have talked it out
And learned more about
Each other
It’s not easy being a mother
Think I’ve got a bed of roses
Think again
We don’t understand
Each other’s pain
That’s the trouble
We burst each other’s bubble
Now, I’m crying reading this
I really do miss
You today
Anyway,  just wanted to say
Happy Thanksgiving Day
© 2014 Cora J. Bouzane
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Writeworld___What a Stupid Tattoo

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What a stupid tattoo

A picture of you

With tears in your eyes

That wasn’t so wise

What will you do

When, you’re not feeling blue

Will you find it funny

Or get sick to your tummy

At the very sight, every night

That’s not too bright

You will always be reminded

Of the times, you couldn’t find it

In your heart, to laugh

But that’s not half, the trouble

Hate to burst your bubble

But, I had to let you know

That, where ever you go

You will always regret

That , you can’t forget

And, move on

That, tattoo needs to be gone

No use to pretending

There will be no happy ending

While it’s there

Why should I care

I care because

We all have flaws

But, that’s no reason

To look for teasin’

Life is tough enough

Without, that kind of stuff

So, do yourself good

Remove it. I think you should

You have proved, what you

Set out to do

you have choices

Ignore, the voices

In your head

Listen to reason instead

© 2014 Cora J. Bouzane

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Thank You Ross

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Just want to say
Have a nice day
I love the way
You make everything okay
When things go wrong
It doesn’t take long
For, you to appear
You’re always there
To help and share
So, I know you care
Always knew
I could count on you
That’s why, I love you
As much as I do
So, thank you, thank you
And thank you again
You’re always my sunshine
After the rain
There’s one more thing
I have to say
Hope you never, ever go away
Love you more, each and every day
© 2014 Cora J. Bouzane