We are the Friday Shoot-out MEMBERS.
But, drop one M and we'd be embers.
I'll miss my darling, loving MATE.
She lost an M, and then was ATE!
If M were taken from the MASSES,
They'd be reduced to simple....well, you know.
I took the Ms from a MICKEY CAMPOUT,
And, then we had an Ickey Capout.
God took a single rib of Adam,
Then, added M to make his MADAM.
Here, in our town we love our WAL MART.
Without its M, it would be WAL ART.
The M transforms our Os and others
To make terrific MOMS and MOTHERS.
(Four generations of beautiful women.)
M saw a world of human anger,
And, gave its all to build a MANGER.
We thought it strange when cousin MANDY,
Had dropped her M, and then was Andy.
(Oldest grandchild, Kayla, all female)
A dish of M & Ms is grand,
But, with no Ms, there are no &s.
Without the M in Daisey's MILK,
She's just a beast of bovine ilk.
Without the M, I would be ailing.