Michelle
Michelle
I heard your lured howling
I cant resist temptation
I cant resist your smile
I cought your raddle eyes
Michelle
Michelle
My hagridden goblin
Michelle
My mellow
Michelle
Michelle
I must be insane
Its not me to blame
She loves only fame
Michelle caused me really pain
Michelle
Michelle
Michelle
Michelle
Auw
song performed by by Xymox
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Michelle
Michelle, little girl I need you baby more than the air I breathe
My love for you grows stronger babe
My words you must believe
Well I need to see you laugh again and I want to see you smile
Michelle, little girl I love you baby you're my only child
Michelle, little girl the pain for you is hurting me inside
At night I think of you sometimes I lean my head and cry
I need to see you laugh again and I want to see you smile
Michelle, little girl I love you baby you're my only child
Michelle, little girl I need you baby more than the air I breathe
My love for you grows stronger babe
My words you must believe
Well I need to see you laugh again and I want to see you smile
Michelle, little girl I love you baby you're my only child
song performed by by Lynyrd Skynyrd
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Thin Ice
Greg Kinnear, Billy Crudup, Alan Arkin, David Harbour, Bob Balaban, Lea Thompson, Michelle Arthur, James Detmar, Chris Carlson, Alec George, Michelle Hutchison
from Thin Ice (2011)
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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Venom
Tom Hardy, Michelle Williams, Woody Harrelson, Tom Holland, Jenny Slate, Riz Ahmed, Scott Haze, Marcella Bragio, Reid Scott, Michelle Lee
from Venom (2018)
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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Michelle O
Michelle O...
Radiant and blessed.
Stunning in appearance,
With the glow of loveliness.
Strong and delightful...
A mother and wife,
Exuding intelligence that sparkles...
As if dew lifts with a freshness,
That comes with the dawn of sunlight!
Michelle O...
Representing at her best.
And clearly an asset held,
By her husband Barack.
Witness with approval with few who protest!
And others who are captivated,
By her honesty that leaves...
Impressions felt,
From her expressed directness left!
Michelle O...
Smartly dressed and fashioned for excellence,
Frank and brilliant with charm and charisma matched!
She is no one's eye candy.
Nor is she with wits detached.
A woman of grace,
And there unafraid to say what she means.
Without losing her dignity...
She's upfront with no masqueraded face.
Putting those looking for signs of weakness...
Demurely,
If need be...
In their respectful place!
Michelle O,
Has so much class.
Perhaps surpassing that shown,
By her mate who also radiates...
This sensation in demand.
And arriving at a time much needed.
To feed depleted imaginations.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Thud Of Silence Was Like A Tsunami
What happened in London-town
Caused traditionalists to sport many a frown
Michelle Obama touched the queen
With bare arm around the royal beam
The thud of silence was like a tsunami
Heard from London to Miami
Never before in all times past
Have Londoners been quite so aghast
They even stalled their daily tea-time
Which they rarely miss in war or peace-time
Yet Prince Charles, the stalwart prince
Didn’t allow his royal feelings to evince
The Queen had never been touched before
Assuming one believes that English lore
But somehow or other she made it through
‘Cause she liked Michelle, her friend so new
The world kept turning in spite of it all
Shoppers still shopped at their local mall
When The Queen placed her arm around our Michelle
The Brits drank their tea, convinced all was well
poem by Stanley Cooper
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Michelle
(LennonMcCartney)
Michelle, ma belle
These are words that go together well
My Michelle
Michelle, ma belle
Sont les mots qui vont tres bien ensemble
Tres bien ensemble
I love you, I love you, I love you
That's all I want to say
Until I find a way
I will say the only words I know that
You'll understand
Michelle, ma belle
Sont les mots qui vont tres bien ensemble
Tres bien ensemble
I need to, I need to, I need to
I need to make you see
Oh, what you mean to me
Until I do I'm hoping you will
Know what I mean
I love you
I want you, I want you, I want you
I think you know by now
I'll get to you somehow
Until I do I'm telling you so
You'll understand
Michelle, ma belle
Sont les mots qui vont tres bien ensemble
Tres bien ensemble
I will say the only words I know
That you'll understand, my Michelle
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Sometimes We Just Need to Let it Out
Talking to a friend with a form of Muscular Dystrophy today, shes been having a hard time of it so I told her I'd pray..
Sometimes all we need
Is a friend to talk to
A memory to share
It's important that
We have Someone who listens
Who understands
The friend that will
Listen without
Judgement
And without
Prejudice
Someone who will lift
A friend up in prayer
And reach out
When they are in pain.
Copyright Michelle R Kidwell
July.11.09
6: 23 P.M PST
poem by Michelle Kidwell
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Michelle's Surprise
Michelle is a spinster in her thirties
she's lived and knows the score.
She'd finally found a likeable man,
divorced and single for sure.
She allowed herself several weeks
to ensure he was Mr Right.
Over shadowing all her past lovers,
he was sincere, loving, and bright.
For twelve weeks she lived in heaven,
until she discovered a lie.
He was using an on line dating service,
seeking relationships on the sly.
She thought, don't get mad get even,
and joined the same dating site.
As another woman she replied to his posting
and arranged a date for a Friday night.
Michelle saw her mark anxiously waiting,
like a lion at a table set for two.
Whilst champagne cooled in the bucket,
his ardour was showing through.
She calmly walked up to the table,
pulled out a chair and sat down.
'Hello Mark, what are you doing here? '
He twitched and anxiously looked around.
'Oh, I'm just waiting for someone.'
'Someone special I dare say, ' said Michelle,
'champagne suppers are so romantic,
especially when you expect to do well.'
'Michelle, what you are implying,
I'm just having dinner with a friend.'
'Well aren't you just a cheating liar,
I'm your date, and this is the end!
She took the champagne from the bucket
and emptied the contents on his head.
'I think this concludes our date nicely,
and there's nothing more to be said! '
poem by Orlando Belo
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It Was His Call
It was his call
That hero who nearly risked it all.
His country called him
The day our freedom was tested.
It was his call
A hero to us all.
He knew the stories
So many did not come home
He knew the sacrifice
Could be of his life
But he thought of his Savior
And the foundation of this country
And he remembered
The sacrifices of all
The heroes who had
Fought the battle.
Copyright Michelle R Kidwell
July.03.09
2: 11 P.M PST
poem by Michelle Kidwell
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The Water Tower
I sit and stare at this empty page,
The wind howls long at the winter eaves,
The cloud is heavy, and black with rage
As squalls dance in through the myrtle leaves.
While deep inside in the cottage gloom
My love lies weary, cocooned in dreams,
I hear her cry in the darkened room
Call out one name from a nightmare scene.
‘Michelle, ’ she mutters, then groans aloud
I grit my teeth at the open door,
The wind it eddies in dust and leaves
And echoes long at the water tower.
‘Michelle, Michelle, ’ it grumbles and groans,
‘Michelle, ’ it whispers, then skips and howls;
My love rolls over in deepest sleep
While I keep watch through the early hours.
The storm comes in and the rain drives down,
Batters at windows and roof in vain,
The wires whine in a humming frown:
‘Michelle, Michelle, ’ is its one refrain.
And tears roll at my weathered cheek
The clock chimes five at the early hour,
Michelle once crawled from her bed, asleep,
And went to climb at the water tower.
Her hair was black as a raven’s coat
Her eyes set back in that tiny face,
Three winters long was her spell of dreams
Before she crept to that dreadful place.
Three winters long was our fairy child
Who lisped and chattered from heart to heart,
The cottage door had a faulty latch –
I’d always meant to replace that part.
But now, awake from her nest of dreams
I see my love at the open door,
I wait in hope, but her eyes are ice;
She’s staring out at the water tower.
Then I look down, and the page is full,
I’ve scribbled the words of an ancient rhyme,
Over and over and over again –
‘I’ll fix the latch when I get the time.’
And she goes back to her bed to cry
While I sit frozen beside the door,
The latch still rattles, the door’s ajar;
I’ve punched three holes in the water tower.
13 June 1999
poem by David Lewis Paget
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Can You See Tomorrow
Can you see tomorrow
In the laughter of a child?
Can you see tomorrow
In the joy and the innocence?
Can you see tomorrow
In the sheer energy?
Can you see tomorrow?
I see tomorrow
When I look at a child
When I hear laughter.
Copyright Michelle R Kidwell
Aug.05.09
3: 32 A.M PST
poem by Michelle Kidwell
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Chocolate Covered Gummy Bears
Chocolate covered gummy bears,
So deliciously sweet,
With their cute heads,
And tiny feet.
Different colors, tastes and shapes.
So deliciously sweet,
Chocolate and fruit flavors.
Don’t hold them so long
For if you do your hand becomes,
Gooey,
Brown,
Chocolaty
But don’t worry,
Just,
Go to the sink and wash it.
If you get mad,
They become a stress reliever.
Pull its head off,
Mash its head into another.
Stress is gone and they are still,
So deliciously sweet.
Yum!
-Michelle Tricarico
poem by Michelle Tricarico
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The Unknown Boy
January 7th,2008 12: 00am-12: 45am
By: Michelle Peck
Your personality shines bright,
Like sitting in pure light.
When you smile,
It brings joy to my ears,
And makes my eyes go clear.
When I see your eyes,
It makes me cry because they are not mine.
I watch you play your sports,
And I see all kinds of sorts,
Or wonderful things I love.
Football season comes,
And I see you less and less,
My heart breaks in two,
Because of you.
Basketball season comes around,
And I might see you on the ground.
I see you more and more,
Because I see you in the mornings,
And at your games.
My heart isn’t broken,
Because I see you smoking,
The other team.
After you’re done I say,
“Good job” and keep wishing you were mine.
The way you choose your friends,
Makes my smile bend.
Without you,
I couldn’t write this poem to tell you,
How I feel about you.
poem by Michelle Peck
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What Kind of Monsters
The Billings a Family who adopted twelve children and had four natural children were murdered, many of the adopted Children are severely delayed and it is believed that at least three of the Children saw what happened.
What kind of monster
Strips that kind of love from
A Child?
What kind of monster
Does something so
Heinous
To a family who opened
Up home and heart.
I wonder what kind of monster
Takes the security of a loving
Family away
From Children
Who need love?
What kind of monster?
I really can not even begin
To say/
Copyright Michelle R Kidwell
July.13.09
7: 17 P.M PST
poem by Michelle Kidwell
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Music Lost and Found Again
Music is a part of me
Music is my soul
Music is my language
Music is how I talk
Then I hurt my wrist so bad
That I could not talk
The pain was so severe
I thought all was lost
I had to stop making music because of the pain
I started to lose hope of ever playing again
I started to cry
I felt like I was losing part of my life
But a light shown in the darkness of night
Hope aroused to help me fight
A doctor in a white coat
Showed me how to cope
With his help, I am treating the pain
The pain in my wrist is slowing going a way
I stopped crying a short time ago
For now I have the tiniest of hope
I may be able to make music again
If the pain keeps going away
Now I do not feel like I’ll shatter like glass
If not I will kick the doctor in the ass.
-Michelle Stanek
poem by Michelle Stanek
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People who make everything for money and fame will not win the happiness game.
aphorism by Michelle Rosenberg
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I'm a fry lover.
quote by Michelle Obama
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I don't want to be the 'it' girl.
quote by Michelle Williams
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I don't really look like I do in any of my films.
quote by Michelle Monaghan
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I don't like boys. They're kind of annoying.
quote by Michelle Wie
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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