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Boris The Spider

Look, hes crawling up my wall
Black and hairy, very small
Now hes up above my head
Hanging by a little thread
Boris the spider
Boris the spider
Now hes dropped on to the floor
Heading for the bedroom door
Maybe hes as scared as me
Wheres he gone now, I cant see
Boris the spider
Boris the spider
Creepy, crawly
Creepy, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
There he is wrapped in a ball
Doesnt seem to move at all
Perhaps hes dead, Ill just make sure
Pick this book up off the floor
Boris the spider
Boris the spider
Creepy, crawly
Creepy, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Creepy, creepy, crawly, crawly
Hes come to a sticky end
Dont think he will ever mend
Never more will he crawl round
Hes embedded in the ground
Boris the spider
Boris the spider

song performed by by Who
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Spiders In The Night

Spiders in the night
Creeping round the walls
Now you'll feel him
Crawling over you

Creepy crawly things
Filling up your bed
Soon you'll feel him
Crawling through your brains

You think he's there
Beware his bite
But when you look
The spider's not in sight

Spiders reappear
Taking peoples names
Everything is taken down insane

There's no way out
And there's no key
But here's a clue
The spider's really me

You're written in his book
The spider won't forget
You won't forget
The spiders in the night

The end is going night
Itsy witsy friends
The spiders disappearing from the night

You think he's gone
You think he's dead
There's no escape
The spiders in your head

All the spiders in the night
All the spiders in the night
All the spiders in the night

song performed by by Ozzy Osbourne from Bark At The Moon
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Irony of a golden bud

The only irony is, , ,
you ve been sowed by a shallow seed
which dwelled in a weed
a wayward ir responsible wind
got you to virgin earth,
a gush of seconds.. where the corpse was battered
witnessing the dream get shattered
The creepy crawly weight, , on the meek fragile breath
weeks of torture, , , months of turmoils, , ,
and there grew a Golden bud in the womb of soil
firming its root in my hollow soul

poem by Laila laila
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I don't trust or love anyone. Because people are so creepy. Creepy creepy creeps. Creeping around. Creeping here and creeping there. Creeping everywhere. Crippity crappity creepies.

quote by Vincent Gallo
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Out of Sorts

When you find you're a broken-down critter,
Who is all of a trimmle and twitter,
With your palate unpleasantly bitter,
As if you'd just bitten a pill -
When your legs are as thin as dividers,
And you're plagued with unruly insiders,
And your spine is all creepy with spiders,
And you're highly gamboge in the gill -
When you've got a beehive in your head,
And a sewing machine in each ear,
And you feel that you've eaten your bed,
And you've got a bad headache DOWN HERE -
When such facts are about,
And these symptoms you find
In your body or crown -
Well, it's time to look out,
You may make up your mind
You had better lie down!

When your lips are all smeary - like tallow,
And your tongue is decidedly yallow,
With a pint of warm oil in your swAllow,
And a pound of tin-tacks in your chest -
When you're down in the mouth with the vapours,
And all over your new Morris papers
Black-beetles are cutting their capers,
And crawly things never at rest -
When you doubt if your head is your own,
And you jump when an open door slams -
Then you've got to a state which is known
To the medical world as "jim-jams."
If such symptoms you find
In your body or head,
They're not easy to quell -
You may make up your mind
You are better in bed,
For you're not at all well!

poem by William Schwenck Gilbert
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God Made It All (a creation song)

The birds and the bees,
The flowers and the trees,
God made them all.
The stars in the sky,
The little butterfly,
God made them all.
The rivers and the seas,
The cool summer breeze,
The clouds and the leaves,
The plants and the seeds,
Everything we see,
God made it all.

The rabbits and the squirrels,
Little boys and girls,
God made them all.
Our fingers and our hands,
Each woman and man,
God made them all.
The dogs and their fleas,
The creatures of the deep,
The he's and she's,
Even you and even me,
Yes, everything we see,
God made it all.

Chorus:

God made it all,
God made every thing.
From the earth to the sky,
The mountains to the sea,
Each and every thing that we see,
God made it all.

The hippopotamuses,
And rhinoceroses,
God made them all.
Ticks, frogs and bats,
Lions, worms and gnats,
God made them all.
The ducks and the geese,
The cattle and the sheep,
The little chickadees,
The giraffe with knobby knees,
Every thing we see,
God made it all.

Chorus:

God made it all,
God made every thing.
From the earth to the sky,
The mountains to the sea,
Each and every thing that we see,
God made it all.

Conclusion:

Now let's see;
There are elephants and beavers,
Lions and zebras,
Then there are alligators
And crocodiles,
With their big teeth,
And their pretty smiles,
God made them all.

Then there's lizards and whales,
The skunk with his smell,
The pig with his germs,
And the creepy, crawly little worms,
God made them too.

You know, it's not hard to believe,
That every thing we see,
Yes even you, and even me;
God made it all,
God made every thing

Hear this song at www.poemsnsuch.com under songs by Loyd

poem by Loyd C. Taylor
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A visit to the Museum

On a sultry evening we took our son to the museum
To show him the wild animals that so far we have been showing him through the kid-land charts and posters and animal planet
There were three four varieties of macaque monkeys, peacocks and fowls, buffaloes, one lion, two tigers, some pale pelicans and strokes, a large number of amber colored deer, and three elephants, few buffaloes and bears, some other pale birds and snakes and other fowls
Each cage has got a description and a sign board
Himalayan bear
Bear enclosure inaugurated by Mr. /Mrs.(name of a minister)
Then the species description
So many such pits and pens were there, instated and commissioned by ministers and delegates
It is the time when ministers are minters.
We shut these innocent savages,
These creepy –crawly reptiles in the cages,
And label them wild animals,
They will roar, shout, bellow and eat raw flesh
disparity between the bipolarities,
black and white, animal and human
Black is a shade of brown and so is white –Updike said so
Animal is there in man, isn’t it?
Then, why we keep them in pit and pen?
To call them wild beasts.
Then who are we?
Don’t we shout, clamour, hoot and hiss.

poem by Gigy Alex
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Black & White People

One more day down
Everybody has those days
Where one soft sweet song's
Just enough to clear my head
Fall on real life
Is anybody left there sane?
If we slide on over and accept fate
Then it's bound to be a powerful thing
If it's just that you're weak
Can we talk about it
It's gettin' so damn creepy
Just nursing this ghost of chance
The fiction, the romance
And the technicolor dreams
Of black and white people
One boy head strong
Thinks that living here's just plain
He's pushed down so hard
You can hear him start to sink
And it's one last round of petty conversation
You hold on boy 'cuz
You won't go down like this?
Just roll over
Lay down till it's more than you can take
If it's just that you're weak
Can we talk about it
It's gettin' so damn creepy
Just nursing this ghost of chance
The fiction, the romance
And the technicolor dreams
Of black and white people
So one more day down
And everybody's changin'
One soft sweet sound
Is just enough to clear my head
If it's just that you're weak
Can we talk about it
It's gettin' so damn creepy
Just nursing this ghost of chance
The fiction, the romance
And the technicolor dreams
Of black and white people
Yeah if you're weak
Can we talk about it
It's gettin' so damn creepy
Just nursing this ghost of chance
The fiction, the romance
And the technicolor dreams
Of black and white people
We are black and white people
We are black and white people
We are black and white people

song performed by by Matchbox 20
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Black & White People

One more day down
Everybody has those days
Where one soft sweet song's
Just enough to clear my head
Fall on real life
Is anybody left there sane?
If we slide on over and accept fate
Then it's bound to be a powerful thing
If it's just that you're weak
Can we talk about it
It's gettin' so damn creepy
Just nursing this ghost of chance
The fiction, the romance
And the Technicolor dreams
Of black and white people
One boy head strong
Thinks that living here's just plain
He's pushed down so hard
You can hear him start to sink
And it's one last round of petty conversation
You hold on boy 'cuz
You won't go down like this?
Just roll over
Lay down till it's more than you can take
If it's just that you're weak
Can we talk about it
It's gettin' so damn creepy
Just nursing this ghost of chance
The fiction, the romance
And the Technicolor dreams
Of black and white people
So one more day down
And everybody's changin'
One soft sweet sound
Is just enough to clear my head
If it's just that you're weak
Can we talk about it
It's gettin' so damn creepy
Just nursing this ghost of chance
The fiction, the romance
And the Technicolor dreams
Of black and white people
Yeah if you're weak
Can we talk about it
It's gettin' so damn creepy
Just nursing this ghost of chance
The fiction, the romance
And the Technicolor dreams
Of black and white people
We are black and white people
We are black and white people
We are black and white people

song performed by by Matchbox Twenty
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Black White People

One more day down
Everybody has those days
Where one soft sweet songs
Just enough to clear my head
Fall on real life
Is anybody left there sane?
If we slide on over and accept fate
Then its bound to be a powerful thing
If its just that youre weak
Can we talk about it
Its gettin so damn creepy
Just nursing this ghost of chance
The fiction, the romance
And the technicolor dreams
Of black and white people
One boy head strong
Thinks that living heres just plain
Hes pushed down so hard
You can hear him start to sink
And its one last round of petty conversation
You hold on boy cuz
You wont go down like this?
Just roll over
Lay down till its more than you can take
If its just that youre weak
Can we talk about it
Its gettin so damn creepy
Just nursing this ghost of chance
The fiction, the romance
And the technicolor dreams
Of black and white people
So one more day down
And everybodys changin
One soft sweet sound
Is just enough to clear my head
If its just that youre weak
Can we talk about it
Its gettin so damn creepy
Just nursing this ghost of chance
The fiction, the romance
And the technicolor dreams
Of black and white people
Yeah if youre weak
Can we talk about it
Its gettin so damn creepy
Just nursing this ghost of chance
The fiction, the romance
And the technicolor dreams
Of black and white people
We are black and white people
We are black and white people
We are black and white people

song performed by by Matchbox 20
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Black White People

song performed by by Matchbox Twenty
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Ghost Train

We were off to visit the Carnival,
Me, George and Julie Anne,
George was our mother's boyfriend,
(Though in fact, he was a man!)
I was seven and Julie six
And our Mum waved us goodbye,
She said she had some shopping to do
Told Julie not to cry!

George looked up to the heavens with
His fake, long-suffering grin,
For Julie cried a helluva lot,
She couldn't keep it in,
He took us down on the bus that night
There wasn't room to park,
The evening stars were coming out
It was getting kinda dark.

We saw the lights of the Carnival
And Julie's face lit up,
There were lots of rides and coconut shies
And Julie rode in a duck,
While George and I on the rifle range
Picked off some metal bears,
That raced across at the back, stood up,
Then fell to the pellets there.

There were clowns and men with megaphones,
And Chili Dogs with cheese,
And plenty of fluffy candy floss
That Julie stuck to her knees,
There was soda pop at this little shop
And we ate and drank our fill,
While George went up on a flying fox
And he said: ‘Now you be still! '

The evening mist came down at last
And George said we should go,
For Julie Anne was ready for bed
But I said, ‘Can't we go? '
I pointed over the other side
Where a stall was draped in black,
With a skeleton painted on the front
Near a man with a bowler hat.

The sign had said ‘The Ghost Train'
And it looked all creepy, too,
With little cars that rumbled along
With room on them for two,
So George went over and paid the man
Who gave us an awful leer,
Said, ‘Come on kids, here's an empty one,
We can sit you both down here.'

So I sat me down on the outside
Julie Anne was next to me,
The car jerked once, then rumbled off
Through a curtain, I said ‘Wheee! '
We travelled into the darkness
With the odd red flashing light,
A spider brushed against Julie's cheek
And she screamed in a sudden fright.

A skeleton stuck out its bony arm
And it made a horrible sound,
Much like the scream of a banshee
Then a monster spun it around,
Its head revolved on its shoulders
And its teeth were yellow and red,
As a witch on a broomstick flew at us
And sailed right over my head.

I think I must have been more than pale
As the train passed ghosts and lights,
And creepy-crawly horror things
That would give you an instant fright,
We went through a darkened spider den
It was then that I looked around,
No Julie Anne, just an empty seat
As the car went thundering down.

I called and called for Julie Anne
But I couldn't hear her scream,
Only the weird and ghostly sounds
As that train passed by in a dream,
But then it parted the curtain and
I found myself in the air,
With George just standing there startled
Running his fingers through his hair.

‘What have you done with Julie Anne? '
He shook me, made me sick,
‘She disappeared in the tunnel there,
It must be a Ghost Train trick! '
Then George looked round for the barker,
For the man in the bowler hat,
But the man had gone, and the lights went down
And the car sat, still on the track.

‘Your mother will kill me, ' George had cried
As he dived through the curtain there,
I followed him in, I wouldn't be left
With the crazies at the Fair,
We stumbled over the rails, and fought
The cobwebs and the freaks,
With George still calling out ‘Julie Anne! '
In a voice that sounded bleak.

We went right through, saw nobody,
And stood in a sweat outside,
When suddenly there was a rumbling
From a car that was still inside,
The curtain parted, the car came out
With a woman as old as Pan,
She staggered up with a walking stick
And she cried: ‘I'm Julie Anne! '

12 September 2012

poem by David Lewis Paget
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Lodeur Animale

Feel the need to wonder
Inside
Fulfill your basic needs
Deep inside
We wander by the lake of tears
And smell the odor of our fear
Inside
Deep inside
All these creepy things crawling
Deep inside
Feel the urge to grow
Inside
Our world is covered with clouds
Deep inside
We wander by our ocean of tears
We try to hide our frozen fear
Inside
Deep inside
All these creepy things crawling
Deep inside

song performed by by Hooverphonic
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Family Therapy

A tast of copper in my mouth,
some creepy visions in my head,
and chemicals going off like the
fourth of july, relax says the self
helpers, ! we can get throw this, just
take these pills, and shut your eyes.

BUT these natives are restless,
these visions are pushing their
way out, like the sun does to
the night. and these chemicals
are going off in my head, like the
fourth of july, relax says the
self helpers, just take these pills
and shut your eyes, then go to bed..

A tast of copper in my mouth,
some creepy visions in my head,
, , , , , , a funny look from the
peaple you know, then sleep
in the shadows.........

poem by David Gerardino
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It's creepy, knowing someone might be watching me. Why do they need that?

quote by Robert Stone
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Emma and me

Running, Singing, Screaming, Camera Whoring,
Our lives are never boring,
Stalkers, creeps and fatty freaks,
We are total geeks 8-]
Dibs that hottie,
oh wait thats me,
God its good to be free,
window shopping, starbucks,
Thats all us,
Scared of indians with plastic bags,
free sprinkles in a paper bag,
dont forget that time at nerd camp,
elyse was doing flips on the tramp,
We learnt and that was cool,
Camp ended and stuck back at school,
funny faces on the rocks,
wearing froggie socks,
Hair-dos like Samara,
Scared stiff watching Tamara.
practicing soccer kicks from the goal,
being watched by creepy mn with mole,
Watching concerts in 3d,
Davids got some d's
getting on a high,
chlorine, sugar, and on life
Emmas stalker, that creepy guy,
Thats emma and I

poem by Jess Terry
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Is there anything in the world more annoyingly creepy than an unspoken dress code?

quote by Doug Coupland
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If you can find the line between sympathetic and creepy, you have reached a very funny area.

quote by Jason Segel
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I would say being in that institution - that psyche ward, or whatever it was. That was really creepy because it was a real place from like the early 1900s.

quote by Jay Hernandez
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I tried to make every bit of it as creepy as I could. And I had the same response you do. I feel the same way. The hospital scenes, that procedure was so real.

quote by William Peter Blatty
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It Can Never Be The Same

You can never be the same to me
And you should never hide your shame from me
Cause you yeah you
Will always be the blame for me
That's a perfect creepy game for me

Can never be the same
I don't know why
Can never be the same
I don't know why

The truth
Can break

song performed by by Filter from The Amalgamut
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Boris The Spider

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Spiders In The Night

Irony of a golden bud

Out of Sorts

God Made It All (a creation song)

A visit to the Museum

Black & White People

Black & White People

Black White People

Black White People

Ghost Train

Lodeur Animale

Family Therapy

Emma and me

It Can Never Be The Same

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