Due to my advanced age I’m able to vividly remember when Dionne Warwick sang a most wonderful song called \u201cWhat The World Needs Now.\u201d The lyrics are simple but beautiful and are pretty much timeless:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cWhat the world needs now is love, sweet love
It’s the only thing that there’s just too little of
What the world needs now is love, sweet love
No, not just for some but for everyone…\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Ain’t that the truth!!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
OK it’s like this you see: those who know me are very aware that the words \u201cI Love You\u201d come out of my mouth pretty regularly; and I always mean it very sincerely. I mean, I don’t just blurt that out to anyone and everyone, but I’m grateful to say that I have several close friends, blood relatives, and extended family (of choice) members whom I love unconditionally… very, very much. I’m also blessed with several loved ones who understand that I have a goofy sense of humor. One example: several times I’ve told select loved ones, \u201cI love you, and I’m glad you don’t stink.\u201d This is often met with the reply, \u201cWell I do bathe somewhat regularly.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It is in this spirit that I would now at this very moment like to compose a song that incorporates these words of friendship –<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I love you and I’m so very glad you don’t stink
Your bathing is good whether bathtub or sink
Good hygiene is helpful for friendships you know
When I’m near you my nostrils don’t hurt from B.O.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
So Thank You<\/p>\n\n\n\n
This of course is sung to the tune of \u201cI Love You And I’m Glad You Don’t Stink.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
On the other hand, I not only have five fingers but I have times when someone seems very intent on testing my tolerance level. At least, their behavior disgusts me greatly and I would like for them to be banished to Monster Island with no snacks or drinks. However, because of many life lessons and changes of heart, I’m come to realize that everyone<\/strong><\/em> deserves to be loved. The Gods Of The Universe have told all of this in many different ways. One of the more recent lessons came in the form of a person much younger than me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n I’ve often repeated an anonymous quote that describes my favorite concept of God:<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cNature is God’s reflection.\u201d<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Oh boy howdy I like that a lot!! I’ve come to believe that there is something to which I refer as God, but I have no idea what it means. I’m pretty sure it’s likely not <\/strong><\/em>the old man with the long white beard; but that’s just my professional opinion. No, what it means to me is that I can find God in the critters that swim in a drop of water, or in trees, birds, oceans, streams, you know… all that Mother Nature stuff. So I was again repeating the \u201creflection\u201d quote to a group of friends and afterward this younger guy comes up to me and says, \u201cSo Ken, that means that all of us <\/strong><\/em>are part of that reflection, right?\u201d My reply was, \u201cOh wow!!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n He was right you know.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Long story longer, now I have to remember that even those whom I consider to be horrible people are part of the Creation and they therefore need to be loved. So I can honestly say that I do my best to love them. Like them?? <\/strong><\/em>No. They are not invited for dinner. But when they get on my nerves I do my best to step back and pray for them to be happy and healthy all the day long.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Now here comes that other hand with the five fingers… I do love to play and send silly imaginary messages to those whom I’m not liking so much. Some of them are in the news… and I’ll leave it at that. But I relieve stress with silliness. So here is a song for the stinker heads of the world.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Leave me alone or I’ll bite you. You don’t talk to me like that!! So there.<\/p>\n\n\n\n And of course, that song would be sung to the tune of \u201cLeave Me Alone Or I’ll Bite You.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n OK, so believe it or don’t I trust that whoever those God people are know better than me so I’ll keep on sending love to all those tolerance testers, whoever and wherever they are. What the world really does <\/strong><\/em>need now is Love Sweet Love, and I’ll do my darndest to spread as much Love as I can.<\/p>\n\n\n\n But some folks just won’t be invited for dinner, ya know?<\/p>\n\n\n\n Perhaps I could invite the tolerance testers for something like this: <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Who do you think you’re talking to? Do you keep poop in your hat??
I’m certain your eyebrows have dandruff, your ears are full of cheese.
If I was just two feet shorter, I’d bite the both of your knees.<\/p>\n\n\n\n