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A/N: Another oldie but goodie.

I Try hard to compete
With younger glamour gals
When all the men I meet
Say "let's all just be pals"
Yet I have that certain something
That just can't be defined
It transcends all those sexy chicks
That they have wined and dined

My doorbell keeps on ringing
I get flowers by the score
From men who come by every night
A'knocking on my door
They never get enough
Of my particular brand of love
My talents are legendary
(Thank you God above!)

Sometimes I take on four or five
(There's never only one)
You should see their eyes light up
When I announce
"The lasagna's almost done!"

Grandma Bea

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The following comments are for "The Temptress"
by Beatrice Boyle

The Temptress
I love this one. Thanks

( Posted by: wanda [Member] On: November 26, 2006 )

The Temptress
and yet I end up with the kind of gal whose cooking could ruin cereal…

really made me smile, did this, wonderful comic relief for a miserable day. thanks for this.

( Posted by: AuldMiseryGuts [Member] On: November 26, 2006 )

The temptress
I'll admit, I was a bit frightened when I read about taking on four or five... but it all made sense with a tiny ding in my head, like the egg timer tucked up on the back of the stove.

Loved this. And wouldn't mind coming over for some of that lasagna, either..

( Posted by: chinadoll [Member] On: November 26, 2006 )

Tempting Wanda
Thanks glad you enjoyed this nonsense.


( Posted by: Beatrice Boyle [Member] On: November 27, 2006 )

Cooki'n with Auld Misery
Cereal is not my strong point, but that lasanga is to die for...come on over!


( Posted by: Beatrice Boyle [Member] On: November 27, 2006 )

Bring the wine. China!
You are more than welcome...just don't come empty handed...there is more than enough to go around, providing Peter doesn't gobble it up first!


( Posted by: Beatrice Boyle [Member] On: November 27, 2006 )

This is hilarious! Good rhyme, rhthym and rolling humor. My grandpa used to tell me the story about my uncle and how he married my aunt. My uncle was so happy and my aunt was almost hateful. I always wondered how they could have been a perfect match and stay married so long. My grandpa told me that it was a family-planned marriage and Uncle Paul stayed with Aunt Margaret because she was an excellent cook and because she was an unhappy person, she grew more wrinkles on her face! So from that day on, I decided that I wouldn't be an unhappy person! I loved it! PaulaAnne

( Posted by: PaulaAnne [Member] On: December 5, 2006 )

Cookin' Good
Thanks Paula...the way to a man's heart has always been through his stomach!


( Posted by: Beatrice Boyle [Member] On: December 6, 2006 )

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