Tom The Character

Sitting in Starbucks I look to my right
Tom Vilello is sitting there with smile so bright
He tells me he's all Italian and raised in Philly
His grandfather came on boat from Naples, Italy
He says he's a clean cut boy, not in the mob
He dresses real nice, not like a slob
He says the mob were Christians and they
gave food to the poor, they even bought coal
to keep their families warm
He says it's sad the government came in and
threw the mob in jail, he says they helped Philly out
it should be the other way around without any doubt
Now Tom will be 80 in a month or so
He looks more like 60 with his face aglow
I told him he looks really young for his age
He replied he drinks vodka cocktails at restaurant Daves
That's the place he will be
on October 11th having his favorite cup of tea

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Mr. Toe Meets Opal Octopus

Big Toe notices eight legs sticking out of the sand,
he goes over and gives Opal octopus a hand.
Opal was washed up close to shore,
Big Toe introduces himself and hands her an ore.
Opal says “Hi, and starts to smile, ”
they start to laugh and chat for awhile.
Opal says she is friends with Majesty and Sarah Star,
Big Toe replies “I ate with them on Tuesday
at Dave’s Restaurant which is not far.”
“It is only down on Lake Ave. in downtown,
it is the best eating experience I have found.
Opal replies back, “That sounds like you all had a fun day,
I will have to find them and bring them back your way”.
Then Opal jumps back with her eight legs into the sea,
she waves to Big Toe and yells “Thank You Big Toe,
I will say Hi for you to Sarah Star and Majesty.”

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The Dogs Of Drangonchester

THE DOGS OF DRANGONCHESTER
The dogs of Dragonchester is a condo that sits by the Sea,
surounded by sand, tropical plants and palm trees.
Happy Dogs live at the Dragonchester for I have seen,
these dogs are special to their owners, they make them happy.
Inside this book is a collection of Dragonchester Dog poems,
you can read them at your leisure at night in your home.
Some poems might make you laugh, some poems might make you cry,
that is the observation of me the poet whose words I do scribe.
These poems you can pass along to your dear friends,
you can frame them if you like so you can read their words again.
Many wishes to the dog owners and a cheer to their pets,
many more stories to make into Dragonchester Dog poems still yet.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on December 22,2011

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Doug the Collector

"Put your paintings in galleries" was his retort,
Doug collected art for fun and sport.
Finding antiques and unusual art,
Doug looked for in the morning right at the start.
The flea market is where he'ld find his finds,
Interesting items of all unusual kinds,
Like a carved wooden piece that was handmade,
he enjoyed before he went to his grave.
Now Doug is a Canadian that likes his wine,
he drinks French wine from France that's fine.
While listening to the chimes that make sounds
Keeping him smiling without a frown.
Doug grows plants with his magic green thumb,
he likes watching people on street for fun.
Maybe I will see him soon,
have breakfast with him before 12 noon.

Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 17,2011
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Granny Krendoll Brings Star To Life

Granny Krendoll with her sewing flair
sews Star doll and yarns her hair.
Granny Krendoll makes Star into a small doll
once Star is alive the two have a ball.
Star writes Granny Krendoll once in awhile
she likes writing her letters that make her smile.
Then Granny Krendoll does get sick
she is sent to Krendoll hospital to recover quick.
Star had to make sure Granny Krendoll was alright
in fact Granny Krendoll told the nurse, where is Star tonight?
Right then Star with Melodie soon arrived
to sit by friend Granny Krendoll's dear old side.
Now Granny Krendoll gets healthy and recovers real soon
she enjoys sewing new dolls and her new life too.
Thank you Granny Krendoll for raising the bar
if it wasn't for you, the world would not have Star.

Written by Suzae Chevalier on February 14,2012

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Annalese At The Cottage

Dancing at The Cottage with Annalese

she is my big Sis with dark hair like my niece.

Annalese and me dance to the music

-around the time of eight-

nobody is on the floor but us which is great!

We dance then Ginger comes in

she is Annalese's good friend.

It is Ginger's birthday and Annalese

made a great original gift—

Ginger loves it, it is very precious.

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Doing The Itch

There was a skunk whose name was Itch—

Itch had a rash that started at a fever pitch.

But the itch was only the beginning of it—

Itch started to get alot of zits…

So Itch decided he didn't know his face—

so he put on a Skunk mask that had more grace.

But Razel puppet liked him for he could tell a lie

she knew she could use him like banana cream pie.

Pie in the sense that the could change forms—

be "Deceptive" which was in Razel's norm.

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Don’t Hurt My Melodie

Don’t hurt my Melodie,

Because she is fragile and she’s weak.

Don’t ruin her song,

For her music is for when things starting looking bleak.

For Melodie is the child within that cries when she is scolded,

She kicks and screams to stop from being molded

Into the perfect abiding child

Who can’t express feelings, needs and wants,

to an adult who acts very non chalant.

So don’t hurt my Melodie, for she’s the keeper at my gate,

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Uncle Norm And Aunt Audrey

As a child I remember those days
when Aunt Audrey would come from faraway.
Aunt Audrey was tall and wore jewelry like rings
she brought gifts and interesting things.
Aunt Audrey lived in Japan, the far east
she had an interesting life to say the least.
Her daughters Marlena and Renee
had played with us for a couple of days.
Then they would leave on a plane
I would see them again at an older age.
Uncle Norm I also saw when I was young
we traveled to Rhode Island when I was age 1.
Then I would see Aunt Audrey & Norm
in the sunshine state—
they lived in a development with wooden gates.
I celebrate Christmas and the holidays
with them, Marlena and Renee.
Cousin Marlena and Renee
have children now who live on
the west coast in the Golden State.

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Carol's My Friend

Carol with her sparkly eyes, always has a great big smile.
Happy to see me even when she's blue,
she is sincere person through and through.
Carol is supportive of my writing for she is a loving soul,
Carol compliments me to bring me up when I'm low.
Carol thought of me at Christmastime,
she is very giving and kind.
Carol is always busy and on the go,
she helps her family who loves her so.
Carol loves her grandchild who lives quite near,
she babysits her grandchild when she's here.
Carol has style and dresses quite slick,
she goes out dressed fashionably chick.
I always love how Carol does her hair,
either a ponytail, loose curls with a flair.
Carol's from Boston and soon will go back,
her bright sunshine is what the Dorchester will lack.

Written by Suzae Chevalier on February 5,2012

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