Hello and welcome everyone to our first Meet and Greet! Here’s a shout out to all those new to the CPC, Welcome especially to you! Come spend some time and write a poem or two about down home on the Bayou!
Heeey Heey heeey Its Tru !!!
Bumps Gettin Down Onda Bayou Waddin & Waitin For You ~ :groovy:
Seeems As III’m Floatin On Streams ~
& III’m Gettin Thru ~
One of Da First Wit AAA Thirst ~
As III Knock Back AAA Few ~ 😉
Gators Wit Waders 👿 Are Chasin Meee Tooo ~
Buttt Da Aint Gonna Chase Meee Awaaay ~ 😛
Cuz III’m Stuck Here Lick ??? III Mean like Glue !!!
Heey Stop Lickin Your Chops Mr Gator Dares Room Here For Two !!!
👿 Snap Snap 😯 Maybe Bump Willl Wait Up Here Inda Clear
On AAA Treee Branch Fer You !!!
Awaaay From Da Gators 👿 & You know Who ???
She wore black like the night
Downtown in that little dive of darkness
I watched her from my bar stool;
Nursing my beer and my recently shattered, manly pride.
.
Somehow, I couldn’t see her in a place like this
She looked mythical, like a creature rising from a song
Long, black hair and eyes like midnight;
I wanted to fall into them but I held back.
.
I wondered if she was a spell caster
Or evil masquerading as sweetness
We stared across the dim lit noisy room;
Until my soul could no longer resist.
.
I wanted to buy her champagne
But they didn’t have any
I wanted to take her for a walk on the moon;
But I knew she’d already been there.
.
When I came to myself, night was fading
I was in the middle of a dream at the edge of the world
I opened my eyes and saw her standing on the water;
Beckoning me with music in her fingers.
.
Her smile was like honey, but it was not warm
Still, I starved for her and reached out as I stood
I heard a murmur as I stumbled in the dark trees;
But no matter how hard I reached, I could not touch her.
.
She was an angel, she was a demon
She was a siren and a premeditated crime
Taunting me with whispers till I ran screaming;
I fell into the black water and plunged to my despair.
.
But that was then and this is now
Now I sit on a different bar stool in a different dive
It’s midnight and I have no pride left in me at all;
And there she is, wearing black, and shining like a promise.
.
She beckons me and I follow, as she knows I will
As I do when the madness calls and I am lost
She carries the keys to my desperation;
And she always finds me.
out of the city
and thru the woods
waits a boat and oar
to take me to
a place unseen
on TV screens
a world of beauty
a living dream
something so simple
you can’t explain
you need to see
to feel the same
proud Mary’s
down on the corner
a bad moon’s rising
I heard it through the grapevine
it’s the midnight special
have YOU ever seen the rain?
I was born on the bayou
signed,
Susie-Q
Looking for the craw fish at this awesome bayou party here at the CPC Meet and Greet!!!!!! So happy to see Jon , Bump, and Elfwing……so many wonderful artists here also…….well, my muse is sleepy……have a great evening y’all!
Rowin Down Da Bayou ~ What Dooo III Seee ~
Butt Slippery Stirry Evil Stevil Snakes ~ 😈
Inda Hot Bake Sun Sippin On Umbrella Drink ~
Den III Take AA Double Troubled Take & Look !!!
Rub Meee Eyes III Cant Believe !!! If III Was AAA Worm Ona Hook ~
Whyyy III’d Beee Smalll Bait !!!
Dats Most Certainly… Dat You Can Believe !!!
Dare Creeepy Crawlers Lookin & Hookin Fer Dates !!!
Its Crocs & Alligators Now Flirtin Wit Meee !!! 😳
One Even Givs Meee AAA Wink ~ 😯 Wit AA Lump In Meee Throat ~
Tot III Seeen One Chewin Ona AAA Billy Goat !!!
Hoppin & AAA Hopin III Dont Get Meee AAA Hole In Meee Boat ~
As Da Lick Very Hungry !!!
& III’m Prayin Dat III Dont Sink ~
In Dis Bayou Of AAA Dark Streams Dream ~
As AAA Frog Lick Meee Dost Think ~
III Miss Meee Bog !!! As Its Much Safer Ifin ???
III Was Teamed-Up In Armys Of Threee ~
Dis Waaay Bump Could Get Awaaay Safe & Freee ~
Isss Dare Anybuddy Out Dare Who Can Hear AAA Poor Frog Scream ???
Or Would There Beee Anyone ??? Who Would Lick Tooo Impersonate Meee !!!
Come One Come Alll !!! Hear AAA Lone Toads Calll !!!
Imposers & Imposters Welcome !!!
Echos From AAA Worry Sum Worried Frogs Plea ~
Scurry Ssssssssssssssssssssssss Snap Snap !!! Splash Splash Crash
Hurry Hurry !!! For III Become AAA Snack Fer AAA Bayou King Or Queeen ~
Beat Dat Mean Gator Wit AAA Paddle & Later Ride Him Like AAA Saddle ~
As Bumps Got Him Sum New Booots Alll Shiny & Clean & Greeen !!!
Hey gang! One of my first friends on MySpace back in 2006 was a former Louisiana gal named Rae. She wrote very clever abstract freestyle poetry, which fascinated me both for her love of wordplay and occasional use of Southern dialect, especially African-American and Cajun. I wrote this for her back in 2007 after she suddenly disappeared, as some social site folk are sometimes known to do. The graphic I added just now, since the original poem was not PnPed.
Groovy presentation….hello friends old and new and those I’m yet to meet….was just wondering (since I’m an Aussie, for those of you who don’t know) …..wondering about bayou’s….we don’t actually have them…creek? swamp?
Hey folks,Elfwing here. T/y all for coming. Hello,Jon,Bump,Cheryl,and Bob. ‘k. Let’s see what I can come up with here.
Swamp Rat Memories…
My mind goes back to days gone by,to friendships long and tried,
to silly times and swamp rat sweat,to races-oh sublime.
Now I’m grown and all “grown up”(at least or so it “seems”)
but I’ll ne’er forget those happy days of “sweat” and swamp rat dreams.
And now here’s my ultimate Swamp Masterpiece from myspace which is too long to post
here so please click on link and go to that page to read it..
Also please turn on the music player to read it by. It adds so much to the experience.
.
THE GREEN GREEN DREAM OF THE GUITAR BY VOO
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.
Jimmy read this on his Out of the Cage show a few months back and it was really good.
This is a Scary story, folks, so
be prepared!!!! And with that, I will say Bon Jou and Goodnight, All.
It has been really fun getting to know you…..
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. http://www.myspace.com/doovootoo/blog/530495798
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Dancing in the dark
to that familiar dusky song,
caressing the strings
of broken hearts,
somber melodies
drifting painfully
through the tortured darkness
of this Saturday night,
lyrics laced with sadness
and broken dreams,
invading every corner
of that smoke-filled
room of hazy blue;
as within the darkness
of this Bayou Saturday night,
soulful voices find release,
words flowing with tears and pain,
emotions long forgotten
and surfacing once again.
And in the hazy darkness
they find the peace
they were looking for
in these notes of blue
winding through
the corners and alleys
of these weary hearts,
finding solace in the blues
of this Bayou Saturday Night.
Greeen Bayou ~ Byyy You… III Seee You ~
Peek-AAA-Booo ~ Dooo You Seee Meee ~
Let Meee Gooo & Set Meee Freee ~
Reflections Infections ~ AAA Msquito’s Dream ~
Float In Moats Up & Down Th_ Stream ~
Iss That AAA Ghost Of AAA Host ~
In Those Dark Wood Screams ~
Red Eyes In Waters Wit Sharp Shiny Teeeth ~
Hisses Of Kisses ~ Snaps Splash & Crash ~
Silents of Drift Wood From AAA Lost Fallen Treee ~
Logs Of Forgotten Now Rotten Live’s Critters & Bugs ~
Warm In Theyre Homes Snug Inda Seams ~
Fulll Moons Are Risin ~ Its Knot Surprisin ~
Howls Inda Night ~ Hoot Gooo’s Da Owl ~
As Dare Alll Onda Prowl & Out for AAA Bite ~
Livin Onda Da Bayou Isnt Alll Dat It Seeems ~
It’s so good to see ya’ll here. I’m gonna sign off for now. It’s 1:42 am,(early wed morn.) in my neck of the bayou,and I’m gonna get some shut eye. will be back later this morning between 9:00 am and 12:00.
Not sure weather this fits lol but ive given it ago, hmmm its always best to leave it to thr pro’s 🙂
I’m in love with this place
I’m yet to see,
As my mind drifts into daydream,
This is the place I long to be,
With gators or frogs
Birds and tree’s
A place untouched by human greed
Everything fresh living and free.
Life is good
On the bayou
You dont have ta wear
Many clothe and
Go barefoot all day all
Huntin possom
Down on the
Bayou
Swimin hold
Aint so much
That is ifiiiis you wanna run
From the bid gators down under
Down on the
Bayou
Gonna have some fun
Gonna fun wit the sun
Run and play
Down at the
Bayou
Sun of ‘s gun
Gonna have me some fun
Down on the
Bayou
Mosquitoes big as you hear
Cant out run um for lookin back
Ran so fast
I bump my head on a tree
Down young in the
Bayou
Catfish so big
Them is a crawlin
Gonna lit up some fire
Cause weees gonna have a good time
Down young on the
Bayou
Sun of ‘a gun
Weees gonna have some fun
Down on the Bayou
Aedes ‘s bitin
Fanin flies
And ‘a dancin all night
Pickin and ‘a grinin
Runnin Sadie round an round
Drinkin whiskey and ‘a fightin
Runnin – crawlin on yer knees
Down young on the
Bayou
Sun of ‘ a gun
Weees havin some fun
Down at the
Bayou
Sun of ‘a gun
Weees gonna have some fun
Down on the
Bayou
I drifted off down the bayou looking for the light of day.
I saw the lily pads come my way.
I starting dream of a magical day when my prince will come a bay some day .
I started a spell called true love.
I wanted to be a dove flying in love above.
I saw my heart start to sizzle.
I began to frazzle .
a gleam came over me.
I could not believe my luck.
My prince came rolling by.
He looked me dead in my eyes.
I saw a falling star in the sky.
I made a wish.
He came back quick.
The fog rolled in thick.
The wind blew my hat straight to him.
He said hello how are you today.
I responded with a look of just ok.
Then I realized the pain stayed.
My heart locked up and cried I’m going insane.
My last lover remains.
For this I’m sorry I am to blame.
I called out for it to rain.
Then a gentle smile came over my face and replied how are you today.
Now I’ve got to go prepare the next blog, Thematic Attic, for Diane and I to share with you, but I wan to leave with one lasting impression about Home On The Bayou….
I want to share the music and Dance from a people who share their love of music with all who will listen….
Let’s get up and Louisiana line dance folks this video is smoking with down home Bayou fun!
‘k folks,it’s 9:00 pm and time to close. I want to thank everyone who came and shared writes and music videos. They are all great. You all stay well and sweet,and till we meet again,Adios,and,God bless. Peace,Elfwing. Now,I do believe I hear the sound of a very well known Attic…in the distance:_….
Very Niice Weee Alll Could Come Together For Another Shindig ~ Dancin & Eattin & Tellin Storys Like
Always Its Beeen AAA poleasurable Trip Down Da Bayou ~ Hope tooo Seee You Alll Real Soon ~ Lotsa Lov From g.T & Bump !!! Beee Careful Gettin Home Dont Travel Alone Its Dark Back _up That Swamp !!! & Fer Toads Sake Keeep Alll Yer Limbs Inda Boat !!! 😯 Bump Out ~
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Hello and welcome everyone to our first Meet and Greet! Here’s a shout out to all those new to the CPC, Welcome especially to you! Come spend some time and write a poem or two about down home on the Bayou!
Jon
Hello Elfwing, Bump, and Jon!!! I so hope you have a wonderful Meet & Greet blog *smiling* :love: :love: :love:
Here’s one I did with Timmy a couple of years ago!!!
Bumps Gettin Down Onda Bayou Waddin & Waitin For You ~ :groovy:
Seeems As III’m Floatin On Streams ~
& III’m Gettin Thru ~
One of Da First Wit AAA Thirst ~
As III Knock Back AAA Few ~ 😉
Gators Wit Waders 👿 Are Chasin Meee Tooo ~
Buttt Da Aint Gonna Chase Meee Awaaay ~ 😛
Cuz III’m Stuck Here Lick ??? III Mean like Glue !!!
Heey Stop Lickin Your Chops Mr Gator Dares Room Here For Two !!!
👿 Snap Snap 😯 Maybe Bump Willl Wait Up Here Inda Clear
On AAA Treee Branch Fer You !!!
Awaaay From Da Gators 👿 & You know Who ???
Awesome images and blog and poetry! ~barb k~
I’ve never been on the bayou but it’s on my “list”.
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Black Like The Night
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She wore black like the night
Downtown in that little dive of darkness
I watched her from my bar stool;
Nursing my beer and my recently shattered, manly pride.
.
Somehow, I couldn’t see her in a place like this
She looked mythical, like a creature rising from a song
Long, black hair and eyes like midnight;
I wanted to fall into them but I held back.
.
I wondered if she was a spell caster
Or evil masquerading as sweetness
We stared across the dim lit noisy room;
Until my soul could no longer resist.
.
I wanted to buy her champagne
But they didn’t have any
I wanted to take her for a walk on the moon;
But I knew she’d already been there.
.
When I came to myself, night was fading
I was in the middle of a dream at the edge of the world
I opened my eyes and saw her standing on the water;
Beckoning me with music in her fingers.
.
Her smile was like honey, but it was not warm
Still, I starved for her and reached out as I stood
I heard a murmur as I stumbled in the dark trees;
But no matter how hard I reached, I could not touch her.
.
She was an angel, she was a demon
She was a siren and a premeditated crime
Taunting me with whispers till I ran screaming;
I fell into the black water and plunged to my despair.
.
But that was then and this is now
Now I sit on a different bar stool in a different dive
It’s midnight and I have no pride left in me at all;
And there she is, wearing black, and shining like a promise.
.
She beckons me and I follow, as she knows I will
As I do when the madness calls and I am lost
She carries the keys to my desperation;
And she always finds me.
.
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By Voo
August 1, 08
five after midnight
out of the city
and thru the woods
waits a boat and oar
to take me to
a place unseen
on TV screens
a world of beauty
a living dream
something so simple
you can’t explain
you need to see
to feel the same
JT 511
It’s my witching hour!!! I’ll BB over coffee in the morning MUAH!!!
Creedence Gold
proud Mary’s
down on the corner
a bad moon’s rising
I heard it through the grapevine
it’s the midnight special
have YOU ever seen the rain?
I was born on the bayou
signed,
Susie-Q
Looking for the craw fish at this awesome bayou party here at the CPC Meet and Greet!!!!!! So happy to see Jon , Bump, and Elfwing……so many wonderful artists here also…….well, my muse is sleepy……have a great evening y’all!
HUGS
Cherie
Hi y’all! Fummeer everthang looks gol darned gummut!
Archived image unavailable
Rowin Down Da Bayou ~ What Dooo III Seee ~
Butt Slippery Stirry Evil Stevil Snakes ~ 😈
Inda Hot Bake Sun Sippin On Umbrella Drink ~
Den III Take AA Double Troubled Take & Look !!!
Rub Meee Eyes III Cant Believe !!! If III Was AAA Worm Ona Hook ~
Whyyy III’d Beee Smalll Bait !!!
Dats Most Certainly… Dat You Can Believe !!!
Dare Creeepy Crawlers Lookin & Hookin Fer Dates !!!
Its Crocs & Alligators Now Flirtin Wit Meee !!! 😳
One Even Givs Meee AAA Wink ~ 😯 Wit AA Lump In Meee Throat ~
Tot III Seeen One Chewin Ona AAA Billy Goat !!!
Hoppin & AAA Hopin III Dont Get Meee AAA Hole In Meee Boat ~
As Da Lick Very Hungry !!!
& III’m Prayin Dat III Dont Sink ~
In Dis Bayou Of AAA Dark Streams Dream ~
As AAA Frog Lick Meee Dost Think ~
III Miss Meee Bog !!! As Its Much Safer Ifin ???
III Was Teamed-Up In Armys Of Threee ~
Dis Waaay Bump Could Get Awaaay Safe & Freee ~
Isss Dare Anybuddy Out Dare Who Can Hear AAA Poor Frog Scream ???
Or Would There Beee Anyone ??? Who Would Lick Tooo Impersonate Meee !!!
Come One Come Alll !!! Hear AAA Lone Toads Calll !!!
Imposers & Imposters Welcome !!!
Echos From AAA Worry Sum Worried Frogs Plea ~
Scurry Ssssssssssssssssssssssss Snap Snap !!! Splash Splash Crash
Hurry Hurry !!! For III Become AAA Snack Fer AAA Bayou King Or Queeen ~
Beat Dat Mean Gator Wit AAA Paddle & Later Ride Him Like AAA Saddle ~
As Bumps Got Him Sum New Booots Alll Shiny & Clean & Greeen !!!
Written & Bitten Byyy Bump ~ ® TM © WITHIN…
I’ll be back to comment some more later this evening…right now I’ve got dinner on the table and little ones to kiss goodnight.
Jon
Hey gang! One of my first friends on MySpace back in 2006 was a former Louisiana gal named Rae. She wrote very clever abstract freestyle poetry, which fascinated me both for her love of wordplay and occasional use of Southern dialect, especially African-American and Cajun. I wrote this for her back in 2007 after she suddenly disappeared, as some social site folk are sometimes known to do. The graphic I added just now, since the original poem was not PnPed.
Groovy presentation….hello friends old and new and those I’m yet to meet….was just wondering (since I’m an Aussie, for those of you who don’t know) …..wondering about bayou’s….we don’t actually have them…creek? swamp?
Finally Photobucket kept locking up on me lol..Wow
Hey folks,Elfwing here. T/y all for coming. Hello,Jon,Bump,Cheryl,and Bob. ‘k. Let’s see what I can come up with here.
Swamp Rat Memories…
My mind goes back to days gone by,to friendships long and tried,
to silly times and swamp rat sweat,to races-oh sublime.
Now I’m grown and all “grown up”(at least or so it “seems”)
but I’ll ne’er forget those happy days of “sweat” and swamp rat dreams.
Happy Racing,:) Elfwing.
. I for one do not know a lot about the Bayou… 🙂
Just stopping in
To say hello
And add a ‘lil song
on the old Bayou!
http://youtu.be/6ajQpTWE6WU
http://youtu.be/JydJ0EROvQM
And now here’s my ultimate Swamp Masterpiece from myspace which is too long to post
here so please click on link and go to that page to read it..
Also please turn on the music player to read it by. It adds so much to the experience.
.
THE GREEN GREEN DREAM OF THE GUITAR BY VOO
.
.
Jimmy read this on his Out of the Cage show a few months back and it was really good.
This is a Scary story, folks, so
be prepared!!!! And with that, I will say Bon Jou and Goodnight, All.
It has been really fun getting to know you…..
.
.
.
http://www.myspace.com/doovootoo/blog/530495798
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Archived image unavailable
WITHIN THESE BAYOU BLUES
Dancing in the dark
to that familiar dusky song,
caressing the strings
of broken hearts,
somber melodies
drifting painfully
through the tortured darkness
of this Saturday night,
lyrics laced with sadness
and broken dreams,
invading every corner
of that smoke-filled
room of hazy blue;
as within the darkness
of this Bayou Saturday night,
soulful voices find release,
words flowing with tears and pain,
emotions long forgotten
and surfacing once again.
And in the hazy darkness
they find the peace
they were looking for
in these notes of blue
winding through
the corners and alleys
of these weary hearts,
finding solace in the blues
of this Bayou Saturday Night.
(c) barbara kausteklis 5-4-11
Greeen Bayou ~ Byyy You… III Seee You ~
Peek-AAA-Booo ~ Dooo You Seee Meee ~
Let Meee Gooo & Set Meee Freee ~
Reflections Infections ~ AAA Msquito’s Dream ~
Float In Moats Up & Down Th_ Stream ~
Iss That AAA Ghost Of AAA Host ~
In Those Dark Wood Screams ~
Red Eyes In Waters Wit Sharp Shiny Teeeth ~
Hisses Of Kisses ~ Snaps Splash & Crash ~
Silents of Drift Wood From AAA Lost Fallen Treee ~
Logs Of Forgotten Now Rotten Live’s Critters & Bugs ~
Warm In Theyre Homes Snug Inda Seams ~
Fulll Moons Are Risin ~ Its Knot Surprisin ~
Howls Inda Night ~ Hoot Gooo’s Da Owl ~
As Dare Alll Onda Prowl & Out for AAA Bite ~
Livin Onda Da Bayou Isnt Alll Dat It Seeems ~
Written & Bitten Byyy Meee…
Bump Wit Two Shaky Kneee’s… 😯
® TM © WITHIN…
It’s so good to see ya’ll here. I’m gonna sign off for now. It’s 1:42 am,(early wed morn.) in my neck of the bayou,and I’m gonna get some shut eye. will be back later this morning between 9:00 am and 12:00.
I so gotta get ready for work now!!! 😥
Not sure weather this fits lol but ive given it ago, hmmm its always best to leave it to thr pro’s 🙂
I’m in love with this place
I’m yet to see,
As my mind drifts into daydream,
This is the place I long to be,
With gators or frogs
Birds and tree’s
A place untouched by human greed
Everything fresh living and free.
<3 Emmsy <3
DOWN YOUND ON THE BAYOU
Life is good
On the bayou
You dont have ta wear
Many clothe and
Go barefoot all day all
Huntin possom
Down on the
Bayou
Swimin hold
Aint so much
That is ifiiiis you wanna run
From the bid gators down under
Down on the
Bayou
Gonna have some fun
Gonna fun wit the sun
Run and play
Down at the
Bayou
Sun of ‘s gun
Gonna have me some fun
Down on the
Bayou
Mosquitoes big as you hear
Cant out run um for lookin back
Ran so fast
I bump my head on a tree
Down young in the
Bayou
Catfish so big
Them is a crawlin
Gonna lit up some fire
Cause weees gonna have a good time
Down young on the
Bayou
Sun of ‘a gun
Weees gonna have some fun
Down on the Bayou
Aedes ‘s bitin
Fanin flies
And ‘a dancin all night
Pickin and ‘a grinin
Runnin Sadie round an round
Drinkin whiskey and ‘a fightin
Runnin – crawlin on yer knees
Down young on the
Bayou
Sun of ‘ a gun
Weees havin some fun
Down at the
Bayou
Sun of ‘a gun
Weees gonna have some fun
Down on the
Bayou
Written By: Bettie Davis ————————— © May o4 , 2011
Here’s one from the archives – I’m actually packing to head for New Orleans tomorrow to attend a funeral… ;-/
The Boggy Creek Monster
lives along our rivers and streams
Sometimes late ate night
you can still hear it’s screams.
The Boggy Creek Monster
comes out at the setting of the sun
even the alligators
turn tail and run.
The Boggy Creek Monster
turns a place of beauty and delight
into a frightful area
to be in at night.
The Boggy Creek Monster
is “just an old wives tale”,
til at night when it walks
and cuts loose a yell.
The Boggy Creek Monster
a lesson in reality hard learned
by the many who came here to hunt him
and somehow never returned.
The Boggy Creek Monster
lives along our rivers and streams
Sometimes late ate night
you can still hear it’s screams.
RC
I drifted off down the bayou looking for the light of day.
I saw the lily pads come my way.
I starting dream of a magical day when my prince will come a bay some day .
I started a spell called true love.
I wanted to be a dove flying in love above.
I saw my heart start to sizzle.
I began to frazzle .
a gleam came over me.
I could not believe my luck.
My prince came rolling by.
He looked me dead in my eyes.
I saw a falling star in the sky.
I made a wish.
He came back quick.
The fog rolled in thick.
The wind blew my hat straight to him.
He said hello how are you today.
I responded with a look of just ok.
Then I realized the pain stayed.
My heart locked up and cried I’m going insane.
My last lover remains.
For this I’m sorry I am to blame.
I called out for it to rain.
Then a gentle smile came over my face and replied how are you today.
:love: :love: :love: :love: :love: :love: :love: :love: :love: :love: :love: :love:
What a cool blog this has been! Here’s a poem I’d like to throw in.
I hope everyone enjoyed the blog fun today!
Jon
Hello everyone! Congrats on the first opening of the Meet and Greet here at Friendburst. Welcome old and new to the CPC!
AAAAAWESOME BLOG. Hello to all my old friends and welcome to the new 😀
Now I’ve got to go prepare the next blog, Thematic Attic, for Diane and I to share with you, but I wan to leave with one lasting impression about Home On The Bayou….
I want to share the music and Dance from a people who share their love of music with all who will listen….
Let’s get up and Louisiana line dance folks this video is smoking with down home Bayou fun!
See ya later alligator!
Jon
‘k folks,it’s 9:00 pm and time to close. I want to thank everyone who came and shared writes and music videos. They are all great. You all stay well and sweet,and till we meet again,Adios,and,God bless. Peace,Elfwing. Now,I do believe I hear the sound of a very well known Attic…in the distance:_….
Very Niice Weee Alll Could Come Together For Another Shindig ~ Dancin & Eattin & Tellin Storys Like
Always Its Beeen AAA poleasurable Trip Down Da Bayou ~ Hope tooo Seee You Alll Real Soon ~ Lotsa Lov From g.T & Bump !!! Beee Careful Gettin Home Dont Travel Alone Its Dark Back _up That Swamp !!! & Fer Toads Sake Keeep Alll Yer Limbs Inda Boat !!! 😯 Bump Out ~