Cheerios, Apple Jacks, Cheerios
Cheerios, apple jacks, cheerios
Did you know froot loops fit in your nose
I may be just a simple guy
But just the thought of corn flakes makes me high
Cheerios, cocoa puffs, cheerios
Makes me want to take off all my clothes
I love them dearly, and thats how it goes
Cheerios, apple jacks, cheerios
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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So It's not like I go from being this disciplined person who has to get up and go to work to now I just lay around all day in my underwear eating Cheerios. I have this structure. I still have to do this and the difference is I'm doing this for me and my company.
quote by Eriq La Salle
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Hellos and goodbyes
Ne'er feel need to say hello
Nor ne'er need bid to one goodbye
In it's stead, show love
And touch the shoulder of…
Greet and leave them
With a smile in one's eye
Greet them…as had ne'er parted
Only for a moment but had stepped away
Take one's leave
As in arrival
With friendly face
And heart on sleeve
Hellos and byes be simple lies
When one's heart ne'er in truth …
Arrives or parts
One can ne'er stray
Too far away
from those who dwell
within thoughts and hearts
Are they not in one's mind wrought
Full and warm in mind's misty eyes
So to me, you see, it's
Happenstance of hypocrisy
These rituals that be given life
Happy greetings, sad leavings
Cheerios, toodleoos,
God be with you's,
Fond adieus
…Hellos and goodbyes…
poem by David Whalen
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Boogie Boy
Im a boogie boogie boogie boogie boy
I like to play around with boogie toys
I need a boogie girl to boogie too
I need a doogie God my shoe to chew
I like to make a dumb ass noise
Because I m a boogie boogie boy
Now every mornin I wake up at nine
Im eating cheerios with red wine
Im reading that book but its not too good
Cuz my boogie head is made outta wood
It s a fact I get s0 much joy
When I can go out and be a boggie boy
Like to eat spaghetti with tomato sauce
I like to eat clams with spanish moss
I like to go down to mash potato town
Cuz thats where a boogie boy can get
Thats what I do
Like to make noise
Like to go out and be a boogie boy
song performed by by Iggy Pop
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Nobody's Fool
Fall back
Take a look at me
And you'll see I'm for real
I feel what only I can feel
And if that don't appeal to you
Let me know
And I'll go
'Cuz I flow
Better when my colors show
And that's the way it has to be
Honestly
'Cuz creativity could never bloom
In my room
I'd throw it all away before I lie
So don't call me with a compromise
Hang up the phone
I've got a backbone stronger than yours
La la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la
[chorus]
If you're trying to turn me into someone else
Its easy to see I'm not down with that
I'm not nobody's fool
If you're trying to turn me into something else
I've seen enough and I'm over that
I'm not nobody's fool
If you wanna bring me down
Go ahead and try
Go ahead and try
You don't know
You think you know me like yourself
But I fear
That you're only telling me what I wanna hear
But do you give a damn
Understand
That I can't not be what I am
I'm not the milk and cheerios in your spoon
Its not a simple hearing but not so soon
I might've fallen for that when I was fourteen
And a little more green
But its amazing what a couple of years can mean
La la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la
[chorus]
Go ahead and try
Try and look me in the eye
But you'll never see inside
Until you realize
song performed by by Avril Lavigne from Let Go
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Diddy Ba Bin
wa wa diddy ba
oer the way of kuriga
searched for love
and found a cave
and from above
a pact was made
and there he spent
the rest his days
saying wa wa diddy ba
searched for love and
found a voice
which gave him then
a bowl filled thrice
and everywhere the ba ba went
his bowl was filled
with sticky rice
the years wore on
the days wore thin
and what was left of ba ba bin
was found among the curios
and a bowl filled full
of cheerios
poem by George Murdock
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Seduced
Cheerios with bursting cinnamon dust,
Over sliced banana in a bowl of soy milk,
Breakfast is served.
Succulent sautéed shrimp over angel hair,
With melting mozzarella in a white plate,
Lunch is served.
Romaine spinach dressed with vinegarette,
Cherry tomatoes, raisins, pineapple cubes,
Dinner is served.
Then she sensed creamy caramel macchiato,
That’s calling for her not too far from home,
Starbucks is there.
Amaretto Cheesecake with Madeliene Crust,
Staring at her in an eyeful blast of seduction,
She checked in.
poem by Efren Petalver Carranza
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Help Me if you Can (Beatles, Grand Central, Bombay Mix)
'Can I help anyone? '
Voice thin and high, Asian-inflected
Female, hints of softness and suggestion.
'Can I....? '
Hid in shelves of poetry, journals
birds of Scotland, lesbian, gendered, jazz, New England
school house quarterlies
Unaffected where it matters, I don't look to her
Semi-resigned, someone will surely take her up
on it. Oh, she can't be serious
I pass on through
the Cheez-its and the Cheerios
the weeklies and the daily rags
dripping inky off the shelves
And step out, on my perfect guard
into the criss-cross hordes, how they
avoid collision, by
miraculous geometry
save for the woman, hurrying
who calls me 'Jesus Christ'
and not in unaccusatory terms!
Moving by stealth once more
intact in my intent to glimpse her face
but she's behind me now
Then some old Bowie song
passes its fingertips over my brow
and presses on the ache behind my eyes
'Why didn't I say, why didn't I say...'
The clutter and the trivia, ephemera of the store
and of my thoughts, the junkyard of my soul
the worn-out clothes, the gems, the Bombay mix
And she will still repeat, unvarying, note-true
The chorus of her storefront studio
'Can I help anyone...? '
Anyone? you mean?
Oh yes, you may...
please help me if you can....
I'm sure there'll be some way to help you too.
poem by Frank Bana
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Katrina: Lady Of The Lake
And in the morning when the rain stopped shining,
The Lady picked daintily over waters tainted
With twisted wrecks of once-high trawlers.
The North wind blew flecks of lilies, pieces of
Sheds...crowding waves of last October.
Last October, Halloween month.
Tricks of hope, treats of tears.
Blue, blue string clouds. Sun shining on
Bags of ice, trucks of food.
Sagging faces, waiting in line. Whining children
Hanging on luck of one bowl of Cheerios.
He told the Lady to go home...she was not needed
To stroll the waters, hold the tides.
That, she did.
And through the murk Her voice went out,
Called Heaven back, biding, waiting...
Until Heaven was furious...boats' hulls' brimming.
Mortgages know nothing of Heaven, or a
Lady grinning.
poem by Elysabeth Faslund
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Tracy Jacks
(Tracy Jacks) works in civil service
(Tracy Jacks) it's steady employment
(Tracy Jacks) it's a golfing fanatic
(Tracy Jacks) but his put is erratic
(Tracy Jacks) saw a Harley Street doctor
(Tracy Jacks) who prescribed healthy living
(Tracy Jacks) but he's getting past forty
(Tracy Jacks) and all the seams are splitting
everyday he got closer
he knew in his heart he was over
i'd love to stay here and be normal
but it's just so over rated
(Tracy Jacks) left home without warning
(Tracy Jacks) at five in the morning
(Tracy Jacks) got on the first train to Walton
(Tracy Jacks) and stood on the seafront
(Tracy Jacks) threw his clothes in the water
(Tracy Jacks) and ran around naked
(Tracy Jacks) got stopped by the police
(Tracy Jacks) and escorted back home
everyday he got closer
he knew in his heart he was over
i'd love to stay here and be normal
but then it's just so over rated
and then it happened on a Tuesday morning
Tracy Jacks bulldozed down the house he lived in
saying it's just so overrated
everyday he got closer
he knew in his heart he was over
i'd love to stay here and be normal
but it was alway over rated
song performed by by Blur from Parklife
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I Am From
I am from snow covered driveways and gravel filled roads
From gold plated watches and Mecca jeans lined a row
I am from Benz to Acura and Lexus too
From geese in the sky, a sky filled of blue
I am from mouth watering garlic bread and cheerios
From the land where on a warm night, a cool wind blows
I am from soccer balls and badminton rackets
From a land of sweaters and winter jackets
I am from cool sunny mornings and dark chilly nights
From early rising and crazy snowball fights
I am from stop signs and children crossings
From online gaming and internet browsing
I am from ball hockey on the street and ice hockey on t.v.’s
From ice cream cones, and also freezies
I am from Fifa 2011 and Halo Reach
From the sand in my toes in Wasaga beach
I am from spring and summer, once winter has gone
From Black Ops with Nyron and Nihan
I am from “Clean your room” and Air Cadets
What else do you want, this is as good as it gets!
poem by Asad Jalib
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Sneakin' Around
(((((From the movie The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas)))))
((((Dolly Parton & Burt Reynolds sings))))
DOLLY:I like fancy,frilly things
High-heeld shoes and diamond rings
Ragtime bands and western swing
And sneakin' around with you
BURT:Well I like beer and rodeos
Detective books and dominoes
Footballgames and Cheerios
And sneakin' around with you
DOLLY & BURT:Sneakin' around with you
Goin' a round or two
Doin' what lovers do
Whenever they're sneakin' around
DOLLY:I like lots of cash on hand
And dirty jokes about the Fuller Brush Man
BURT:I like stuff I understand,like sneakin' around with you
DOLLY:You know I like a thrill that has no strings
BURT:Friendship that don't ever change
DOLLY:And laughter from the joy of things
DOLLY & BURT:And sneakin' around with you
Sneakin' around with you
Goin' a round or two
Doin' what lovers do
Whenever they're sneakin' around
DOLLY:I like drive-in picture shows
Kissin' long and lovin' slow
BURT:The secret places lovers go,whenever they're sneakin' around
DOLLY:I like the crazy things we try
BURT:And the sexy things we fantasie
DOLLY:Just a-makin' out in the broad daylight
DOLLY & BURT:And sneakin' around with you
Sneakin' around with you
Keeping it all brand-new
Gettin' the best of you
Whenever we're sneakin' around
Sneakin' around that's all
DOLLY:I'm gonna lay down the law
BURT:Watchin' the rise and fall
DOLLy & BURT:Of lovers sneaking' around
BURT:We're just sneaking' around
DOLLY:Oh we're just
DOLLY & BURT:Sneakin'!
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Sometimes Jacks Rule The Realm
Sometimes jacks rule the realm
Cant you tell
The swimmers drown
Without a sound
A chalkboard scratching sound
Could craze the town
An emperor's clothes
Never be exposed
I took it as a compliment
Regardless what they meant
It could have been innocent
Spent, so spent
Railing against undeserved
Dangling precipitants
Raining down idiots
Always flapping in the
Flapping in the wind
I took it as a compliment
No matter what they meant
Could have been belligerent
Could have been half percent
Could have been wanting
Afraid to have been caught promising
Ended up taunting me
I cant change that
I cant change
I cant change that
I cant change
Im watching you
Not sure whats true
Life can be so cruel
Theres nothing you can do
But it fades...
Only to return
I feel your eyes burn
I really am concerned
Sometimes jacks will rule the realm
Sometimes jealousy will dwell
You cant begin to dispel
When you can not even tell
What makes me act the way I do
And why am I asking you
What makes me act the way I do
And why am I asking you
What makes me act the way I do
And why am I asking you
Sometimes jacks will rule the realm
Sometimes jealousy will dwell
You cant begin to dispel
When you can not even tell
Sometimes jacks will rule the realm
Sometimes jealousy will dwell
You cant begin to dispel
When you can not even tell
song performed by by 311
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Play With Me
Ring around the rosie
Hopscotch, monopoly
Red light, green light
G. i. joes and barbies
Hide and seek, kick the can
Cowboys and indians
Wiffle ball, paper dolls
Hacky sack and hangman
Do you wanna play with me
Tag youre it, cops and robbers
Jungle gym, chutes and ladders
Tic tac toe, mister rogers
Marco polo, london bridges
Simon sez, steal the bacon
Time out, trick or treat
Electric company
Olly olly oxen free
Do you wanna play with me
Chorus:
Do you, do you
Wanna, wanna
Play, play with me
Play with me
Do you, do you
Wanna, wanna
Play, play with me
Play with me
Spin the bottle, post office
Kiss and tell, dressin up
Playin doctor, peek-a-boo
Two hand touch, cooties
Little league, looney tunes
Scissors rock paper, zoom
Kick ball, stick ball
Kill the guy with the ball
Do you wanna play with me
Buckin up, recess
Jump rope, relieveo
See saw, sand box
Matchbox, cheerios
Abcs, spelling bees
Sesame street, hockey
Duck duck duck duck
Duck duck goose
Chorus
Jack and suzi
Sittin in a tree
K-i-s-s-i-n-g
First comes love
Then comes marriage
Then comes adam
In a baby carriage
song performed by by Extreme
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Nobodys Fool
Step up step up (step up)
Step up step up (step up)
Step up step up
Step up
Fall back, take a look at me
And youll see
Im for real
I feel what only I can feel
And if that dont appeal to you
Let me know
And Ill go
Cuz I flow
Better when my colors show
And thats the way it has to be
Honestly
Cuz creativity
Could never bloom
In my room
Id throw it all away before I lie
So dont call me with a compromise
Hang up the phone Ive got a backbone stronger than yours
(step up) la la la la la la la (step up)
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
If youre tryin to turn me into someone else
Its easy to see Im not down with that
(not nobodys fool) not nobodys fool
If youre tryin to turn me into something else
Ive seen it enough and Im over that
(not nobodys fool) not nobodys fool
If you wanna bring me down
Go ahead and try
Go ahead and try
Dont know
You think you know me like yourself
But I fear
That youre only telling me what I wanna hear
But do you give a damn?
Understand
That I cant
Not be what I am
Im not the milk and cheerios in your spoon
Its not that simple here we go not so soon
I might have fallen for that when I was fourteen
In a little morph green
But its amazing what a couple of years can mean
(step up) la la la la la la la (step up)
La la la la la la la la (step up) la la la la la la la
Yeah yeah yeah
If youre tryin to turn me into someone else
Its easy to see Im not down with that
(not nobodys fool)not nobodys fool
If youre tryin to turn me into something else
Ive seen it enough and Im over that
(not nobodys fool)not nobodys fool
(if you)if you wanna bring me down
Then go ahead and try
Go ahead and try
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Go
Go ahead and try
Try to look me in the eye
But youll never see inside
Until you realize, (realize)
Things are tryin to settle down
Just try to figure out
Exactly what Im about
If its with or without you
I dont need ya doubting me
If youre tryin to turn me into someone else
Its easy to see Im not down with that
(not nobodys fool) not nobodys fool
If youre tryin to turn me into something else
Ive seen it enough and Im over that
(not nobodys fool) not nobodys fool
If you wanna bring me down
Then go ahead and try!
(go ahead and try) la la la la la la (go ahead and try) la la la la la la
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Go ahead and try
Youll be laughing out loud
When Im playin to my own crowd
Try~~~~
song performed by by Avril Lavigne
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Red Apple, Red Apple
Red apple
Red apple
sitting on the ledge
savouring its nutrients
for a few moments longer
Red apple
Red apple
Savouring its time
That is has left
As a whole
Red apple
Red apple
Traveled such a
Long way, from the store?
Farm? another country?
Red apple
Red apple
Haunting me by
The curiosity of
How juicy you taste
Red apple
Red apple
Shine on,
Red apple
poem by John McAdam
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O My Pa-pa
Our fathers have formed a poetry workshop.
They sit in a circle of disappointment over our fastballs
and wives. We thought they didn't read our stuff,
whole anthologies of poems that begin, My father never,
or those that end, and he was silent as a carp,
or those with middles which, if you think
of the right side as a sketch, look like a paunch
of beer and worry, but secretly, with flashlights
in the woods, they've read every word and noticed
that our nine happy poems have balloons and sex
and giraffes inside, but not one dad waving hello
from the top of a hill at dusk. Theirs
is the revenge school of poetry, with titles like
'My Yellow Sheet Lad' and 'Given Your Mother's Taste
for Vodka, I'm Pretty Sure You're Not Mine.'
They're not trying to make the poems better
so much as sharper or louder, more like a fishhook
or electrocution, as a group
they overcome their individual senilities,
their complete distaste for language, how cloying
it is, how like tears it can be, and remember
every mention of their long hours at the office
or how tired they were when they came home,
when they were dragged through the door
by their shadows. I don't know why it's so hard
to write a simple and kind poem to my father, who worked,
not like a dog, dogs sleep most of the day in a ball
of wanting to chase something, but like a man, a man
with seven kids and a house to feed, whose absence
was his presence, his present, the Cheerios,
the PF Flyers, who taught me things about trees,
that they're the most intricate version of standing up,
who built a grandfather clock with me so I would know
that time is a constructed thing, a passing, ticking fancy.
A bomb. A bomb that'll go off soon for him, for me,
and I notice in our fathers' poems a reciprocal dwelling
on absence, that they wonder why we disappeared
as soon as we got our licenses, why we wanted
the rocket cars, as if running away from them
to kiss girls who looked like mirrors of our mothers
wasn't fast enough, and it turns out they did
start to say something, to form the words hey
or stay, but we'd turned into a door full of sun,
into the burning leave, and were gone
before it came to them that it was all right
to shout, that they should have knocked us down
with a hand on our shoulders, that they too are mystified
by the distance men need in their love.
Shoo Fly Pie & Apple Pan Dowdy
If you wanna do right by your appetite,
If youre fussy about your food,
Take a choo-choo today, head new england way,
And well put you in the happiest mood. with:
Shoo fly pie and apple pan dowdy
Makes your eyes light up,
Your tummy say howdy.
Shoo fly pie and apple pan dowdy
I never get enough of that wonderful stuff.
Shoo fly pie and apple pan dowdy makes the sun come out
When heavens are cloudy,
Shoo fly pie and apple pan dowdy,
I never get enough of that wonderful stuff!
Mama! when you bake,
Mama! I dont want cake;
Mama! for my sake
Go to the oven and make some ever lovin sh,
Shoo fly pie and apple pan dowdy
Makes your eyes light up,
Your tummy say howdy,
Shoo fly pie and apple pan dowdy
I never get enough of that wonderful stuff!
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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Apple Scruffs
Now Ive watched you sitting there
Seen the passers-by all stare
Like you have no place to go
But theres so much they dont know about apple scruffs
Youve been stood around for years
Seen my smiles and touched my tears
How its been a long, long time
And how youve been on my mind, my apple scruffs
Apple scruffs, apple scruffs
How I love you, how I love you
In the fog and in the rain
Through the pleasures and the pain
On the step outside you stand
With your flowers in your hand, my apple scruffs
While the years they come and go
Now, your love must surely show me
That beyond all time and space
Were together face to face, my apple scruffs
Apple scruffs, apple scruffs
How I love you, how I love you
song performed by by George Harrison
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She Makes Me High
Ah, yeah, yeah
Oh baby
She is calling
And you dont want to answer back
Im falling
Trying to find my way back
Maybe Ill never know
Where Ive been (what Ive seen)
I hope shell meet me inbetween
So I hope I get through this hurricane
And teach me how to smile again
She makes me high (she makes me high)
She makes me high (she makes me high)
She dont even try (she makes me high)
And I wanna know why (why, why, why)
Do, do, do, hey yeah
Do, do, do
The worlds calling
And its falling at your feet
And youre sorry
Is it so hard to believe
Theres an innocence surrounding you
I see the way that people look at you
So hold my hand through this hurricane
And teach me how to smile again
She makes me high (she makes me high)
She dont even try (she makes me high)
She makes me high (she makes me high)
And I wanna know why (why, why, why)
She puts her turn out
She is good
She suits me like
I wish you would
She is honest now
She is true
Shes the complete
Opposite of you (cheers, applause)
She makes me high (she makes me high)
She makes me high (she makes me high)
She makes me high (she makes me high)
(why) I wanna know
She makes me high (she makes me high)
She makes me high (she makes me high)
And I wanna know why
She makes me high
song performed by by Robbie Williams
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Apple Seed
Spring is here
love it so dear.
Being an apple seed,
and doing my good deed.
Keeping the doctor away,
for many years this tree will stay.
Just waiting for picking time
and watching workers as they climb.
Seed to apple so sweet
working so hard what a feat.
Apple cider to apple pie,
selling apples for people to buy.
Being an apple seed
and doing my good deed.
Being picked off this tree
from this place I will flee.
wrote 4-30-07