What Am I?
 

Describe something that makes your life with Parkinson's easier, and we will guess what it is. Your description does not have to be in any particular form, such as poetry, but that is okay as well. Here is mine:



There they lie, requiring no aluminum foil
Even after 3 or more years they will not spoil.
snuggled up tgether they're patiently waiting.
They lie silently, humbly, with no debating.
One does not say to the other, "It's my turn next."
Nor does he push and shove to make another vexed.
When called upon to serve, one is ready on deck,
with its slender body and crooked little neck.
It serves me well, this helpful little friend of mine,
and delivers the goods each and every time.
Whether called upon for soups or for nectars sweet,
and whether hot or cold my tastebuds they will treat.
And then without so much as a, "Thank you," from me,
I throw it away, for it was practically free.

What am I?

michael b.

Prune?

I am in every one's memory,
I am a work of stimulating art,
I stimulate all five senses,
I can be classical or top of the chart,
I fill you up with anger,
or fill you with love
I can roar like a cannon
or be sweet as a dove.
You may make me by chanting
Or you can just enjoy,
The gift I impart to you,
Every woman, man, girl or boy.

What am I?

UH?
 

Music?


Prunes? no, not prunes

Peeps?
 

Peeps?

http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedi...Pink_peeps.jpg

Who was the peeps guess for?

mine isn't peeps...guess again.

Michael7733
 

My guess would be: drinking straws??

Cheers
Cate

And We Have A Winner
 

drinking straws is the right answer for mine....way to go cate.

michael b.

It was love at first byte, as the story goes,
my little chest of rooms with no frills or bows.
At first she gave me but a cold, glassy stare.
Ill show you who's boss. She said, "You can't go there."
In frustration, I tried a different approach.
I went to counsel and tried to get a coach.
"It's easy," he said, "Just abide by the rules."
Meaning, this lady didn't listen to fools.
I sat there one night going over the facts,
and discovered why she acts the way she acts.
If in this chest of rooms I wanted to play,
Within her guidelines I was required to stay
I now understand my lady with no frills.
She even reminds me when to take my pills.

What am I?

michael b

A Cat? Or a Dog?

A "female" computer