Greg Snoogum Poetry

MAKE EVERY NIGHT A SATURDAY NIGHT By: Greg M. Naquin November 2005 Hey bartender, pour me some more Of that whiskey that gets me stupid and brash ‘cause the more I drink the cooler I get until I’m cool like Willie, Waylon and Cash Keep the whisky coming until I’m high as a kite And let’s make every... Sign in to see full entry.

WHY I LOVE LOUISIANA by GREG M. NAQUIN AUGUST 10, 2005 From Shreveport to Morgan City, Bastrop to Baton Rouge Monroe to Deridder, New Orleans to Lake Charles She’s not sea to shining sea, but bayous to rivers No prairies to purple mountains, but swamps to give you shivers No oceans white with foam,... Sign in to see full entry.

KATRINA THE DESTROYER by Greg M. Naquin September 10, 2005 She took a toll on South Florida – enough is enough But then she turned left and hovered in the Gulf She chose the dark to begin her flight Southern parishes would soon know their plight She’s a category four, or is it five? You can evacuate... Sign in to see full entry.

HAD A GRIP ON LIFE BUT THE HANDLE BROKE BY GREG M. NAQUIN AUGUST 1, 2005 Life was great, not a care in the world Love came easy, she was my girl She lit up my days and warmed my nights Her love took me to brand new heights Bought her some really nice things Even bought the diamond ring She was the... Sign in to see full entry.

HE’S ALL FOAM AND NO BEER By Greg M. Naquin November 6, 2007 He appeared dashing and all-together His voice seemed strong and pleasant to hear But what went through her mind was “He appears to be all foam – no beer” His features were somewhat striking and well proportioned It appeared he was one of... Sign in to see full entry.