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An addled Aardvark
No longer traipsing about after dark
No longer burrowing with claws
or snooping with snout
to snort delectable snacks
from ground and bark;
Instead, poor Angus
moseys around strange pastures all day
Choking on the cud
he tries to chew
and scaring the methane out of cattle
when he tries to grunt, “Moo,MOOO, MOOOOO!!!!”
and though it all seems udderly ridiculous
…..its absolutely true!!!!
(ANT WITH MALLET) =) Â …..He he he
WARNING: Parental Discretion is Advised!!!
2 Corinthians 10:3-5
3 For though we walk in the flesh, we do not war after the flesh:4 For the weapons of our warfare are not carnal, but mighty through God to the pulling down of strongholds. 5 Casting down imaginations and every high thing that exalteth itself against the knowledge of God and bringing into captivity every thought to the obedience of Christ.
God’s way is always simple, but seldom easy. A married couple can and should enjoy both intimacy and pleasure in their sexual relationship, but it requires communication and submitting to each other’s desires with patience, kindness, and understanding. As with all other aspects of life – the spiritual principle applies: whatever you sow, you shall reap. Therefore, the more work and effort you put into the relationship; the more you will receive in return. There are no shortcuts or substitutes for doing things God’s way and those things always come with consequences that outweigh the benefits. We truly hope and pray that lives are blessed and enriched by our stories. May the love and peace of Christ be with you all…….and happy frolicking!!! = >
WORDS by B.C. Lamb
ILLUSTRATIONS by Kiara Skye Lamb
Every evening
after bedtime stories and sleep tight prayers,
after Eskimo and butterfly kisses,
one last hug and the final tuck
So begin the nightly trips
of fleeting tiptoes down the stairs
sneaking to the kitchen sink;
and upon the consistent history
of this aqueous mystery
my mind began to ponder and think.
So I caught the water wranglers in the act
and I asked my darling daughters,
“Why do you keep sneaking out of bed
to get a drink?”
Looking up ever so innocent and sweet
they spoke in unison,
“There’s a desert in our room, Daddy!”
KIARA: “We get thirsty from the heat.
There is no comfort in our blankets
and we swelter under the sheet,
they are like the sands of the Sahara
scorching our bodies
and burning our feet!”
KeiLynn: “We have to water our camels
that help us traverse the Gobi-like dunes;
they’re parched by the sandstorms
and running on fumes.”
KIARA: “Death Valley resides beside my pillow
where we were chased by a wiley Coyote
and made friends with a furrowed armadillo;
and after she helped us escape the treacherous nip,
we just had to repay her with a kindly sip.”
KeiLynn: “There’s a cactus in the corner
– a Joshua Tree, I think;
it was looking rather wilty
so we just had to get the poor thing a drink.”
KIARA: “We were being monitored by lizards
that claimed to be Outback wizards
that couldn’t perform or do magic tricks
without a few laps and licks;
and they promised they’d be chum
if we would ‘Goanna’ get them some.”
KeiLynn: “There were buzzards buzzing our headboard
waking us up every time we dozed or snored;
at last we made a deal
and they agreed to give up their leverage
in exchange for a refreshing beverage.”
KIARA: “A sidewinder sideswiped our caravan
making us cross our fingers and toes
as he hissed and emptied our canteens,
then he wound around the bends
leaving us to fetch more precious liquid for our friends.”
At last I laughed and said,
“This desert is unfit!
Perhaps I can spruce it up a bit.”
I opened the window
and turned on the fan.
Then I put a small jug of water by the bed.
I called the girls
and explained as I was tucking them in,
“The sun is down
so it is nice and cool in the desert.
Your bed is an oasis and this jug is your watering hole.
If you get out of bed one more time
I’ll have to discipline you for being naughty.”
With sheepish grins
both girls cried out,
“But Daddy,
………now we have to go potty!”
