Fluffy
Fluffy, furry buddy
Chewed his leg on the porch
Whyd you do it fluffy, on the porch?
Good dog fluffy, old friend my pal
Fluffys got his buddy on the porch
Penny, shes my girlie, she sits here with me on the porch
Penny looks so pretty on the porch
Penny takes fluffy for a walk out on the path
Fluffy chases the other doggies on the path
But big sister penny get fluffy back on the porch
So me and fluffy and penny were on the porch
song performed by by Ween
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Ode To My Penny
Ode to my penny
That shiny little thing
Not much of value
Oh, but wait, stop and think
Put that old penny
In a little glass jar
Save it for a day
When happy thoughts are far
Shake the little jar
And hear the small jingle
But that little bell
Can't always be single
When penny has friends
This are better
What I mean to say;
Is Penny's quite clever
Do you see it now?
Penny is always 'round
When your feeling down
Penny's here, so be proud
He pulls you out of life's dark cloud
And puts you in light's bright crowd
Ode to my penny
Whose always there
Even when
No one else seems to care.
poem by Jordyn Averitte
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Dog/cat
Dog
smart, fun
barking, growling, running
Buddy, Odie, Garfield, Elmo
purring, scrathing, walking
furry, fluffy
Cat
poem by Micheal Scott
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The East London Devil's Diplomat
And so old mate,
you've taken your last breath,
You've snuffed it, yeah,
no, really your stone dead.
Now come on chum
it's really not that bad,
dark souls like yours
are welcome at our gaff.
The climate here
is great, better than most
Your bloody soul will
soon be warm as toast.
Just take a look around,
this place is hot.
we've china plates
and dinner's in the pot.
Or did you bet on
fluffy clouds and larks
maybe with angels
playing on gold harps?
You wouldn't want
that kind of shit, I bet.
Your not the fluffy sort,
let's have a drink.
I've saved your place
come in, we'll have a chat
For you've just met
the devil's diplomat.
poem by Ruth Walters
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Penny Brings Melodie To Life
Penny with her sewing flair,
sews Melodie doll and yarns her hair.
Penny makes Melodie into a small doll,
once Melodie's alive the two have a ball.
Melodie writes Penny once in awhile,
she even visited her in the hospital.
Melodie had to make sure Penny was alright,
in fact Penny told the nurse, where is Suzy tonight?
Right then Melodie, Razel and me soon arrived,
to sit by friend Penny's dear old side.
Now Penny gets healthy and recovers real soon,
she enjoys her grandchildren and her new life too.
Thank you Penny for all your generosity,
if it wasn't for you, the world would not have Melodie.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on February 14,2012
poem by Christina Sunrise
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My Front Porch Looking In
Oh yeah
Yeah oh yeah
The only ground I ever owned was sticking to my shoes
Now I look at my front porch and this panoramic view
I can sit and watch the fields fill up
With rays of glowing sun
Or watch the moon lay on the fences
Like that's where it was hung
My blessings are in front of me
It's not about the land
I'll never beat the view
From my front porch looking in
There's a carrot top who can barely walk
With a sippy cup of milk
A little blue eyed blonde with shoes on wrong
'Cause she likes to dress herself
And the most beautiful girl holding both of them
And the view I love the most
Is my front porch looking in, yeah
I've traveled here and everywhere
Following my job
I've seen the paintings from the air
Brushed by the hand of God
The mountains and the canyons reach from sea to shining sea
But I can't wait to get back home
To the one he made for me
It's anywhere I'll ever go and everywhere I've been
Nothing takes my breath away
Like my front porch looking in
There's a carrot top who can barely walk
With a sippy cup of milk
A little blue eyed blonde with shoes on wrong
'Cause she likes to dress herself
And the most beautiful girl holding both of them
Yeah the view I love the most
Is my front porch looking in
I see what beautiful is about
When I'm looking in
Not when I'm looking out
There's a carrot top who can barely walk
With a sippy cup of milk
A little blue eyed blonde with shoes on wrong
'Cause she likes to dress herself
And the most beautiful girl holding both of them
Yeah the view I love the most
Oh, the view I love the most
Is my front porch looking in
Yeah
Oh, there's a carrot top who can barely walk
(From my front porch looking in)
A little blue eyed blonde with shoes on wrong, yeah
And the most beautiful girl
(Beautiful girl
From my front porch looking in)
Holding both of them
Oh, yeah
song performed by by Lonestar
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Penny Brings Melodie To Life
Penny with her sewing flair,
sews Melodie doll and yarns her hair.
Penny makes Melodie into a small doll,
once Melodie's alive the two have a ball.
Melodie writes Penny once in awhile,
she even visited her in the hospital.
Melodie had to make sure Penny was alright,
in fact Penny told the nurse, where is Suzy tonight?
Right then Melodie, Razel and me soon arrived,
to sit by friend Penny's dear old side.
Now Penny gets healthy and recovers real soon,
she enjoys her grandchildren and her new life too.
Thank you Penny for all your generosity,
if it wasn't for you, the world would not have Melodie.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on February 14,2012
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Peter Gunn's Gun
by Michael Leonard, Bobby Weinstein & Jon Stroll
Throw a penny from the window, watch an old man play a song
On a twenty-dollar violin he bought before the war,
Though he screeches and he scratches and the notes are always wrong,
But he plays like he's in concert on the street outside my door.
Tunes to suit your fancy,
Are there any requests?
I'll play them for a penny,
(Play them penny music, play them for a penny)
And not a penny less.
He's the local virtuoso, it's his only way of life,
Plays ninety-seven overtures and goes home to his wife,
In the quiet of the evening while his frozen fingers bleed,
He counts pennies on a blanket to supply his meager need.
Tunes to suit your fancy,
Are there any requests?
I'll play them for a penny,
(Play them penny music, play them for a penny)
And not a penny less.
When there's frost upon the pumpkin in the weakness of the sun,
People stand there in the cold until his symphony is done,
In the early gray of morning, he's sure to come around,
You can hear him through the window when the pennies hit the ground.
Tunes to suit your fancy,
Are there any requests?
I'll play them for a penny,
(Play them penny music, play them for a penny)
And not a penny less.
They're playing penny music,
Playing penny music,
They're playing penny music,
Playing penny music,
Playing penny music.
fade out...
song performed by by Monkees
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Rights userped
I cannot pluck fruits without penny;
I cannot get water without penny;
I cannot go to toilet without penny.
Nor do I get bed without penny;
nor do I get woman free.
I've been robbed of my right on the earth
Which is mine by virtue of my birth,
unlike my stoneage forefathers.
30.08.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Penny
When just a boy, a penny from his dad to make a wish
Throw it away son like magic your wish will appear
The boy thought and thought somemore
But never a wish worth his penny
Many a battle he fought, the penny still here
Hunger, fear and all types of problems threw his years
The penny he still keeps to the day
Till somewhere in the autumn of his life
A wish like magic, worth his penny did finealy appear
Nothing like this could he ever imagine
A smile from her almost brought him to tears
After all these years,
Sweetheart hears my penny
poem by Sam Pendlebury
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Brown Penny
I WHISPERED, 'I am too young,'
And then, 'I am old enough';
Wherefore I threw a penny
To find out if I might love.
'Go and love, go and love, young man,
If the lady be young and fair.'
Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny,
I am looped in the loops of her hair.
O love is the crooked thing,
There is nobody wise enough
To find out all that is in it,
For he would be thinking of love
Till the stars had run away
And the shadows eaten the moon.
Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny,
One cannot begin it too soon.
poem by William Butler Yeats
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He asked me if I'd take a penny for my thoughts.
A penny for your thoughts he asked,
and I told him the things on my mind.
A penny for your thoughts he asked,
I had thought then I'd be paid in kind.
A penny for your thoughts he asked,
and the closest friends we came to be.
A penny for your thoughts he asked,
I thought then the one he cared for, was me.
A penny for your thoughts he asked,
now rich with my thoughts he was.
A penny for your thoughts he asked,
I thought his reason was more than 'just because'.
A penny for your thoughts he asked,
he's made me rich with a broken heart.
A penny for your thoughts he asked,
now my life has a broken start.
The Little Girl's Prayer
Please send me a fluffy angel to watch me when I sleep!
I know he'd be invisible, but it would help a heap!
Soft snowy wings just like a dove's, all shiny, glistening bright!
To prove to me how much God loves and cares for me each night!
It's not that I'm a scaredy cat, afraid to close my eyes!
I'm not a sad, precocious brat with tantrums, pouts and sighs!
I'm just a little girl who reads my Bible every day -
Who tries to do some noble deeds for folks along the way!
Please send me my fluffy angel - it's not too much to ask!
Ah, go on, I'm sure You're able! It's not too hard a task!
My noble spirit and my friend who'd stand nearby till dawn,
Till sacred night comes to an end and I wake up and yawn...
He'd be my angel, mine alone! My guardian while I dream!
A righteous dude to whom I'm known because I'm on God's team!
poem by Denis Martindale
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Above The Shed On The Winter Porch
Above the shed, the winter porch
a young wild dove
continually calls its mate
and when the door slides open
I see dots on its breast
and at the pond it quenches its thirst
and I see dots
and I see dots
that shines; when it is frightened it becomes sullen.
Above the shed, the winter porch
the oak tree rustles
and then my mother coughs badly from croup
where sometimes she sits and dream
as the sunshine flames up hot
and I watch her caringly
as the sunshine flames up
as the sunshine flames up
as if a field fire runs past.
Above the shed, the winter porch
a swarm of swallows peck,
sometimes doves land in a group,
and at times I hear my mother sneezing
while I am caught with a kind of hope,
but I know that time is running out
while I am caught,
while I am caught
and my life at times feels sold out.
poem by Gert Strydom
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J-First Summer
Sitting on the porch
Swimming in the pond
Summer pastimes
Earned with winter work
Reading, reaping rewards
Lazily letting life be leisure
You sit your porch
I swim my pond
We reach across the miles
With mind, heart, telephone
Now and then
The distance too far
For our being
A car, yours or mine
Covers the miles
We can no longer
Tolerate
January 27,1997
poem by Marjorie DeBol DeFazio
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Penny Lover
Penny lover
(lionel richie, brenda harvey-richie)
The first time I saw you
Oh, you looked so fine
And I had a feeling
One day youd be mine
Honey you came along and captured my heart
Now my love is somewhere lost in your kiss
When Im all alone its you that I miss
Girl a love like yours is hard to resist
Oh, oh, ooh, ooh, oh
Penny lover, my loves on fire
Penny lover, youre my one desire
Tell me baby could this be true
That I could need someone, like I need you
Nights warm and tender
Lying next to you
Girl I surrender
Oh, what more can I do
Ive spent all of my life in search of your love
Now theres one more thing Id like to say
Dont you ever take your sweet love away
Girl Ill do anything, just please stay
Oh, oh
(bridge)
I dont understand it, oh whats come over me
But Im not gonna worry, no not anymore
cause when a mans in love, hes only got one story
Thats why my love is somewhere lost in your kiss
When Im lost and alone its you that I miss
With a love like yours, its hard to resist
Ooh, ooh, oh
(begin fade)
Penny lover, dont you walk on by (dont you walk on by)
Penny lover, dont you make me cry (dont you make me cry baby)
Penny lover, dont you walk on by (dont you walk on by)
Penny lover, dont you make me cry (oh penny baby)
Penny lover, dont you walk on by (dont you walk on by)
I remember the first time I saw you baby
Penny lover, dont you make me cry
You had the look in your eye, you had the look in your eye, yeah, yeah
Ooh pretty baby
I just wanted to reachout and touch you baby
I just want to reach out and hold ya, I want to reach out and say ooh, ooh
Dont make me cry
I wanna talk about you everyday (penny lover)
Need you, need you baby ...
song performed by by Lionel Richie
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Shes Still There
(mark d. sanders/tim johnson)
Darlin heres a photograph of my old high school class
No I aint been back in quite a while
See there thats emma lou, the one I gave my heart to
But theres a story you cant see behind her smile
It was gonna last forever, we were gonna see the world
So I guess youre curious just what became of her, well
Shes still there in oklahoma
Shes still seventeen
Shes livin with her mama
Workin at the dairy queen
And shes still standin on the front porch
With a red ribbon in her hair
The rest of us have scattered everywhere
But shes still there
Everett went to omaha, he majored in business law
Jills in arkansas with husband number two
Thats her best friend jolene, she joined up with the marines
I hear billy greens on a beach in malibu
Yes and emma would be happy if she could only see us now
cause were livin out the lives that she only dreamed about
Shes still there in oklahoma
Shes still seventeen
Shes livin with her mama
Workin at the dairy queen
And shes still standin on the front porch
With a red ribbon in her hair
The rest of us have scattered everywhere
But shes still there
Lord, I know Ill never see her
With silver in her hair
I know shes really gone
But in my heart Id swear
Shes still there in oklahoma
Shes still seventeen
Shes livin with her mama
Workin at the dairy queen
And shes still standin on the front porch
With a red ribbon in her hair
The rest of us have scattered everywhere
But shes still there
Emmas still there
song performed by by Trace Adkins
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Shes Still There
(mark d. sanders/tim johnson)
Darlin heres a photograph of my old high school class
No I aint been back in quite a while
See there thats emma lou, the one I gave my heart to
But theres a story you cant see behind her smile
It was gonna last forever, we were gonna see the world
So I guess youre curious just what became of her, well
Shes still there in oklahoma
Shes still seventeen
Shes livin with her mama
Workin at the dairy queen
And shes still standin on the front porch
With a red ribbon in her hair
The rest of us have scattered everywhere
But shes still there
Everett went to omaha, he majored in business law
Jills in arkansas with husband number two
Thats her best friend jolene, she joined up with the marines
I hear billy greens on a beach in malibu
Yes and emma would be happy if she could only see us now
cause were livin out the lives that she only dreamed about
Shes still there in oklahoma
Shes still seventeen
Shes livin with her mama
Workin at the dairy queen
And shes still standin on the front porch
With a red ribbon in her hair
The rest of us have scattered everywhere
But shes still there
Lord, I know Ill never see her
With silver in her hair
I know shes really gone
But in my heart Id swear
Shes still there in oklahoma
Shes still seventeen
Shes livin with her mama
Workin at the dairy queen
And shes still standin on the front porch
With a red ribbon in her hair
The rest of us have scattered everywhere
But shes still there
Emmas still there
song performed by by Trace Adkins
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The Early Evening Before Worship
Early evening before worship
my uncle watched the sky,
looking at the gathering clouds
and later when it started to rain
I found him on the porch,
with the dog lying at his feet,
deep from the house a woman’s voice called
but we said nothing to each other,
just saw the rain falling down with thunder strokes,
smelling the odour of the wet earth
and it was as if our lives were suddenly clean
while the swallows was diving down to their nests
and on the porch we were and the God of the universe,
while the rain fell clattering from heaven.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Sex in a woman's world has the same currency a penny has in a man's. Every penny saved is a penny earned in one world and in the next every sexual adventure is a literary experience.
quote by Harry Golden
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Outhouse Walls
real poetry...
begins with
a hammer and a saw,
16 penny nails,
the sun at your back,
and a willing tree!
wiping the dirt
and the fear from
a small child's face,
with bare hands,
calloused and rough,
tender as the petals
of the long rose opening
in front of an empty house....
picking up the stray dog
hit by a passing car,
going too fast to stop,
or to care....
load him in your truck,
and off to the vet....
who trades you his time
for a bushel of beans,
and help building his porch....
real poetry written
on outhouse walls!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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