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Shake Me And I Rattle
I was driving to work
when I heard this curious rattle.
For the life of me,
I couldn’t figure it out
where the rattle was coming from.
Every pothole that I hit the rattle was loud,
but on a smooth road, there was no rattle at all.
Finally, I parked the car and got out
and the rattle continued like before.
It didn’t take me long to realise
just where the rattle was coming from.
I was the one who was rattling
from all the pills I’m on.
So the next time we meet,
shake me gently
because I rattle a little bit.
poem by David Harris
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Housework
Wash the dishes dear.
A bard doesn’t do dishes.
William Shakespeare did,
wrote his best work when cleaning windows,
for his wife.
I didn’t know that darling; anyway
windows look ok to me.
I didn’t mean the windows but the dishes.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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My life right now is, I wouldn't say reduced to food, but my duties in life are that I wake up, cook breakfast, clean the dishes, prepare lunch, clean those dishes, go to the market, get fresh produce, cook dinner, clean those dishes and then sleep if I can. And I love it. I actually adore it.
quote by Heath Ledger
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Crediting Delusions Has Become Their Debt
It's difficult to rid the table,
Of an exclusive feast.
It's difficult to tell those seated,
The feast they eat is no longer free.
Chores given are refused,
To wash dirty dishes.
Participating in a clean up...
Many who sat dismiss this.
And the waiters and the cooks,
From them have gone.
And those who are left to pay the bill...
Are not accustomed to what's going on!
And no one amongst them,
Has skills to combine...
To prepare a meal.
Or can produce a dime,
From empty pockets they all feel.
Since crediting delusions has become their debt.
And no one can leave,
Until all payments have been met.
And coming to collect,
Appear to be...
Chinese?
To remove everything unquestionably made,
In China!
The crystal.
Dishes!
And menus too.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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'I hate discussions of feminism that end up with who does the dishes,' she said. So do I. But at the end, there are always the damned dishes.
quote by Marilyn French
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Shake, Rattle & Roll
(words & music by calhoun)
Well get out of that bed, wash your face and hands
Get out of that bed, wash your face and hands
Well get in that kitchen
Make some noise with the pots and pans
I believe it to my soul youre the devil in nylon hose
I believe it to my soul youre the devil in nylon hose
For the harder I work the faster my money goes
Well I said shake, rattle and roll
I said shake rattle and roll
I said shake, rattle and roll
I said shake rattle and roll
Well you wont do right
To save your doggone soul
Shake rattle and roll
Im like the one-eyed cat peeping in a seafood store
Im like the one-eyed cat peeping in a seafood store
Well I can look at you tell you aint no child no more
I believe youre doing me wrong and now I know
I believe youre doing me wrong and now I know
cause the harder I work the faster my money goes
Well I said shake, rattle and roll
I said shake rattle and roll
I said shake, rattle and roll
I said shake rattle and roll
Well you wont do right
To save your doggone soul
Play it again!
I went over the hill, way down underneath
I went over the hill, way down underneath
You make me roll my eyes
And then you make me grit my teeth
Well I said shake, rattle and roll
I said shake rattle and roll
I said shake, rattle and roll
I said shake rattle and roll
Well you wont do right
To save your doggone soul
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Ballad
A fool wrote three signs in the sand,
A pale maiden stood there before him.
Loudly the sea sang, o it sang.
She held a cup in the hand,
Which gleamed up to the edge,
Like blood so red and heavy .
No word was spoken - the sun faded away,
Then the fool took the cup
Out of her hand and drank it empty.
Then its light extinguished in her hand,
The wind blew away the three signs in the sand -
Loudly the sea sang, o it sang.
poem by Georg Trakl
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Shake, Rattle & Roll/ Flip, Flop & Fly
(words & music by calhoun)
Well get out of that kitchen and rattle those pots and pans
Get out of that kitchen and rattle those pots and pans
Well I want my breakfast cause Im a hungry man
I believe youre doin me wrong and now I know
I believe youre doin me wrong and now I know
cause the harder I work the faster my money goes
Well I said shake, rattle and roll
I said shake rattle and roll
I said shake, rattle and roll
I said shake rattle and roll
Well you wont do right
To save your doggone soul
Im like the one-eyed cat peeping in a seafood store
Im like the one-eyed cat peeping in a seafood store
Well I can look at you till you aint no child no more
Well I said shake, rattle and roll
I said shake rattle and roll
I said shake, rattle and roll
I said shake rattle and roll
Well you wont do right
To save your doggone soul
Im like a mississippi bullfrog sittin on a hollow stump
Im like a mississippi bullfrog sittin on a hollow stump
Ive got so many women I dont know which way to jump
I said flip flop and fly I dont care if I die
I said flip flop and fly I dont care if I die
I wont ever leave .. dont ever say goodbye
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Antivenom
time to milk lab rattle snake
the rattle snake rattles in warning
the rattle snake rattles to get attention
the rattle snake strikes in defence
the rattle snake strikes in aggression
sinking fangs deep into violation flesh
sinking fangs deep into intruder careless
sinking fangs deep into territory threats
sinking fangs deep into trespass violators
antivenom is made for warnings disregarded
antivenom is made for human trespassers
antivenom saves pilgrim innocent lives
antivenom is turn elixir of injected life
poem by Terence George Craddock
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It is an unfortunate human failing that a full pocketbook often groans more loudly than an empty stomach.
quote by Franklin D. Roosevelt
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Kookaburra Bird Of Prey
Hear the kookaburra calling at the dawning of the day
Laughing loudly on the gum trees in October morning gray
Little song birds screaming loudly kookaburra they all say
We don't want you on our gum trees from our valley clear away.
Scolding blackbird acting bravely kookaburra let us be
Last year you or else your kin bird killed and ate my family
But this year I'll protect my nestlings I'll protect them with my life
Don't you dare go near my children or their mother my dear wife.
But Kookaburra he laugh louder I am not afraid of you
I could kill you here this minute if I really wanted to
Getting tired of snakes and lizards need a tasty bite of meat
And a little pink skinned nestling would be very nice to eat.
Kookaburra laughing loudly monarch of all he survey
At daybreak in late October out in search of easy prey
Looking for nests on the gum trees out to fill his empty craw
With the flesh of little nestlings which he will eat warm and raw.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Shake, Rattle, & Roll
Shake, rattle, and roll
(c. calhoun)
Get outta that bed, and wash those face and hands.
Get outta that bed, and wash those face and hands.
Get in that kitchen, make some noise with the pots and pans.
When you wear those dresses, the sun comes shinin through.
When you wear those dresses, the sun comes shinin through.
I cant believe my eyes, all of this belongs to you.
I believe in my soul youre the devil in nylon hose.
I believe in my soul youre the devil in nylon hose.
Well, the harder I work, the faster my money goes.
I said shake, rattle and roll,
I said shake, rattle and roll,
I said shake, rattle and roll,
I said shake, rattle and roll,
Well, it wont do nothin to save your doggone soul.
Im like a one-eyed cat, peepin in a seafood store.
Im like a one-eyed cat, peepin in a seafood store.
Well, I can look at you and tell you aint no child no more.
Way over the hill, and wigged out underneath.
Way over the hill, and wigged out underneath.
You make me roll my eyes; baby, make me grit my teeth.
I said shake, rattle and roll,
I said shake, rattle and roll,
I said shake, rattle and roll,
I said shake, rattle and roll,
Well, it wont do nothin to save your doggone soul.
song performed by by Huey Lewis And The News
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From Gotz Von Berlichingen
ACT II.
LIEBETRAUT plays and sings.
HIS bow and dart bearing,
And torch brightly flaring,
Dan Cupid on flies;
With victory laden,
To vanquish each maiden
He roguishly tries.
Up! up!
On! on!
His arms rattle loudly,
His wings rustle proudly,
And flames fill his eyes.
Then finds he each bosom
Defenseless and bare;
They gladly receive him
And welcome him there.
The point of his arrows
He lights in the glow;
They clasp him and kiss him
And fondle him so.
He e o! Pap!
poem by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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A Non-Euclidean Rattle Snake
A Non-Euclidean Rattle Snake
the shortest distance between the head and the tail
of a rattle snake
is not a straight line
beware of that
poem by Suchoon Mo_
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I Grieve
It was only one hour ago
It was all so different then
Theres nothing yet has really sunk in
Looks like it always did
This flesh and bone
Its just the way that you would tied in
Now theres no-one home
I grieve for you
You leave me
so hard to move on
Still loving whats gone
They say life carries on
Carries on and on and on and on
The news that truly shocks is the empty empty page
While the final rattle rocks its empty empty cage
And I cant handle this
I grieve for you
You leave me
Let it out and move on
Missing whats gone
They say life carries on
They say life carries on and on and on
Life carries on
In the people I meet
In everyone thats out on the street
In all the dogs and cats
In the flies and rats
In the rot and the rust
In the ashes and the dust
Life carries on and on and on and on
Life carries on and on and on
Its just the car that we ride in
A home we reside in
The face that we hide in
The way we are tied in
And life carries on and on and on and on
Life carries on and on and on
Did I dream this belief?
Or did I believe this dream?
Now I can find relief
I grieve
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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The Housewife
Housewife, up at the crack of dawn
Getting her man ready to go
Kisses him good bye
And soon he's gone
Off to work for the day
Now, it's quiet for a bit
Just when, I would like to sit
Kids are up, and ready to go
Off to school, and soon their gone
Now, the dishes
Then the clothes
Before, I know it they'll be home
Supper to serve, dishes to be done
Help with school lessons, everyone
What a day it has been
Now, the TV just went
poem by Sarah Rodenburg
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Polly puts the kettle on
Polly puts the kettle on
Snakes rattle on insane
Round the kettle rattle on
All she puts is in vain
Polly bottles water deep
The taps mocks her ‘bravo’
But water steam stubborn peeps
The dishes clatter NO
‘The steam’s too high
Up on a ceiling
It winds too nigh
To a broken feeling’
‘What’ asks Polly
‘Hiss’ say snakes
‘What’s at stake
When kettles break? ’
‘What? ! ’ screams Polly
‘Hiss’ snakes curl
‘Ha ha ha ha ha ah
You bottle a whirl
My fair lady! ’
‘Why? ’ shouts Polly
‘Hiss’ snakes hide
Dragging down the water deep
‘Who? ’ asks Polly
The steam still glides
A broken feeling leaps
With heart in utter fear
‘Don’t ask for your daddy
He’s not ever here
My fair lady! ’
‘How? ’ stammers Polly
‘Has it happened?
Oh what a mistake to make!
To ever put the kettle on
When I’m not ready for the tea
My fingers are burnt
They swell in pain
I’ll just have to learn
Not to do that again! ’
See also Pollyteaparty by the same author
©Miroslava Odalovic
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Heartbeat
Empty, dull, lifeless.
I heard my heartbeat through your footsteps
thumping loudly into life
as you get closer and closer.
But that was not the end of it
as that was not the start...
my heartbeat's dying
as you walked away farther and farther.
And when you're gone,
there was a beat no more.
And that was the end of it,
as it was from the start...
empty, dull, lifeless.
poem by Jessel Jane Tevar
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