Slamming it in 23

Counselors Note: Twinklers evidently cleaned up too scrupulously and regrettably several entries unfortunately did not make it out of the lodge.

Mid-Day
Rain falls down outside
I keep drinking booze soaked fruit
The world seems more better

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Frank Wright had a gift.
Designed many structures all right.
Were they good or not?

  • Tommye

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To craft is divine
Made so much better with wine
Now it’s time to shine!

  • Cassie

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Ballroom Floor/Bedroom Ceiling
Wrapped in REM dream, I –
Tippy tap tip tap tip tap
Boot camp eight fifteen.

  • John Hoffman

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Burn us poy-tay-toe
Cleanse these Twinklers with fire
Only one survives

  • Unknown

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I worked in a hospital
With chick named MJ
We’d biked, ran and skied
On an occasional day

I met her friends and family
Over the years
And some that were here
And some way OUT there

She talked of a trip
She wanted to go
She said there were people
She’d like me to know

MJ had assured me
They were all very hip
I found a group of oddballs
Who I accompanied on the trip

We rode through the island
Well known as Sicily
When over in Europe
we were filled with glee

The moment we got back here,
I thought we were done
But then we had dinner
That was lots of fun

We all talked about riding
We all gave high-fives
Then after we had eaten
We all said goodbyes

There was one guy while biking
I will not now name
Who had dealt with my nonsense
And thought I was lame

I figured I had it
In this group I was in
But here I remain
Though ice very thin

Thanks for the invite
To this rumble and tumble
I appreciate the people
I remain very humbled

  • John Hamby
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