If you live by the river you can hear the crab cough.
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If you come near the river, you will hear the crab cough.
No Crab
Whether it's Crab soup,
or whether it's crab cakes,
whether it's crab puffs
or whether it's crab flakes
crab gumbo or crab dressing,
it's all the same to me,
for crab is crab is crab
and I detest the taste.
poem by Ruth Walters
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There is nothing fantastic or ultradimansional about crab grass... unless you are an sf writer, in which case pretty soon you are viewing crab grass with suspicion. What are it's real motives And who sent it here in the first place It only looks like crab grass. That's what they want us to think it is. One day the crab grass suit will fall off and their true identity will be revealed. By then the Pentagon will be full of crab grass and it'll be too late. The crab grass, or what we took to be crab grass, will dictate terms.
quote by Philip K. Dick
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The Grinning Crab
Come with me, said the fish to the crab
and I will show you a cave where beautiful coral live.
When do we leave, said the crab to the fish
and tell me what I should bring.
Just bring a sense of adventure, said the fish to the crab, and some sun tan oil
You forget, said the crab to the fish, my shell is thick and impenetrable by rays of any kind.
What about the metal-tipped arrows, asked the fish of the crab, from a cheeky cherub?
Oh they don’t stand a chance, said the crab with a grin.
The fish, having eyes that could not blink, felt the molten tears sting his star-crossed eyes.
poem by Vernon Adrian Emuang
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Manteca
Written by dizzy gillespie and gil fuller
Crab in my shoemouth
Crab in my shoemouth
Crab in my shoemouth
Crab in my, crab in my, crab in my shoemouth
Crab in my shoemouth
Crab in my shoemouth
Crab in my shoemouth
Crab in my, crab in my, crab in my shoemouth
song performed by by Phish
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Green Circle
You are peeling me off
like a crab.
Time has sunk very low.
For the hungry kids
who was growing crab apples?
Creating art,
arriving between the pubes.
A microfossil
roosting within me.
I could live without oxygen.
Incandescent,
the liquid wounds.
I will not send any salvo.
poem by Satish Verma
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(Lyric poems) Two countries In one country
Aha.You see not so you see
The answer for you peples is more
Mis-education and more mis-education
How can you mock our lack of education
And refuse to give us the skills and
The resources when you know that we live
In two countries in one country and the
Doors of education are barred to us who
Are illiterate in the less affluent part
Of society?
You are the rainsbows chuldren of God
You must be vote and be vote for us
For this thing of democrazy to flourish
Otherwise we mays confiscation your salries
Mmm? What will you does? Mi girls en boys?
You don't has the guns we has the tanks!
How can you talk down to us and threaten
To unleash the violence of the state on us?
How can you paint a picture of a happy nation
When the vast majority of us live in poverty
And squaller and the resources of the state
Is diverted to your criminal officials and
Their associate cronies? How can you peddle
The lie of democracy to us while you know that
You give us reconciliation without justice to
Douse our legitimate demand of social justice
In the flames of your dishonest rhetoric?
One can retired in peacefil blith now
Not knowing ifs there's nyequality betweens the races
Let me cough cough... cough cough...cough cough
You can sleeps unwell knowing there's
No crimenals to return nicely your properdies...
poem by Ngaka Motaung
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The Bear, The Fire, And The Snow
'I live in fear of the snow,' said the bear.
'Whenever it's here, be sure I'll be there.
Oh, the pain and the cold,
when one's bearish and old.
I live in fear of the snow.'
'I live in fear of the fire,' said the snow.
'Whenever it comes then it's time I must go.
with its yellow lick flames
leaping higher and higher,
I live in fear of the fire.'
'I live in fear of the river,' said the fire.
'It can drown all my flames anytime it desires,
and the thought of the wet
makes me sputter and shiver.
I live in fear of the river.'
'I live in fear of the bear,' said the river.
'It can lap me right up, don't you know?'
While a mile away
you can hear the bear say,
'I live in fear of the snow.'
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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Sand crab follows Hot
Chilli crab he knows, beaut
like the tide, shore thing
haiku by Ken e Hall
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Walk straight, my son - as the old crab said to the young crab.
A Mawkish Poem
1
When we laugh, we laugh
For the benefit of the dead
When we cry, we cry
For the benefit of the living
When we cough, we cough
To purge our souls, to get rid
Of waste and decay
We desire to make a living.
2
When we travel, we travel
On the road of the dead
When we live, we live
Because we know we will die
None to save us from the devil
Or launch us into another world
Or take away our believe
In life and death, or break the tie.
3
Like the season that comes and goes
Like the day and night
When we live, we live
Ignorant of where we are headed
There is no one that knows
The guessers have not guessed right
Those that believe only believe
Not because of love, for they are afraid
4
There is in every man something
That longs for immortality
And light that yearns for darkness
While his music is still on
His is a language that means nothing
His humanity is his sole patrimony
That derides him of anything bliss
That soon and wretched he is gone.
poem by Chime Justice Ndubuisi
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The Hermit Crab
The hermit crabs life is all but exciting live all alone
and in the sahdows in the bottom of the teary sea
feelings no comfort and no love this crab is all alone
no friends and allways hurting everyone
he use to have friends till the day he found him self this shell of dark sleeping alone
and being alone this crab used that bad to fell worse
we the other crabs of life the ones that live a full happy life
need to find him/her and bring this hermit out of it's shell
show to the hermit that talking isn't all bad
but being alone is talk about your problems dont hide in a shell
Cold
A cough and a hack--
On february 17,2006...! ! !
Gosh it made me--
Feel outright sick! ;
Tell ya-thought i was dyin'...! ! !
Had such a cough and a hack...
That i went 'willy-nilly' to the doctor...
And he diagnosed my attack;
When i arrived home...
There on my street awaiting me...
Were a dozen Red Roses...
Sent special to lil' ole me! ! ! ;
A cough and a hack...
Can be downright mean...! ! !
The virus can destroy...
And its totally unclean! ;
So theres a moral to this story...
IM sharin' with only a few...! ! !
Stay away from the COLD virus...
Cause the cough and hack will surely attack you! ;
The Essence
May 30,2010
poem by Theodora Onken
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Flowing along with the tide
if you wish to know
the heart of a land
go to its best river
and hear how it sings
if you wish to really know
how the people
of a land feel go to
its greatest river
and see how it flows
and if you wish to live
with the land go to
its holiest river and
make a vow to swim
to the tune of its tide
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Around me
so much quietness...
a crab lost in the waves
drags the fishing line
in the middle of the river
tanka by Dumitru D. Ifrim from Our Window (2009), translated by Dumitru D. Ifrim
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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Anim
I was born by the river and l live by this river,
For at the age of five i fell in love to the river.
I was married at the age of fifteen to a fisherman,
And i've never been to school before;
But my only education is with this river.
The name of my husband is Anim and,
We live by this river;
For my birth and life are all based by this river!
But today, i am old with my children born on this river.
At dawn i go out with my canoe to catch some fish,
And i have a hook to catch some fish at daylight as well;
For this river had been my life ever since.
My husband is a fisherman and,
I was married to him at fifiteen;
And we've lived all our lives on this river.
This is my home and homw of my children,
This is my way of life and of the people around me,
For this river is all that i know in this world.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Little Crab
As the little crab climbed
To the top of the basket
Hoping to make an escape
The bigger crabs pulled him down
And when the consignment
Did reach the market place
The Fisherman’s son was delighted
To find a small crab in the bag
He picked it up carefully
Drooling at the thought of soup
But this time the little crab
Reacted fast, he bit the boy’s hand
Falling quickly to the ground
As the child reduced his grip
Undaunted by the crack in his shell
He scuttled away in search of
A safer place, far away from
Fishing baskets, boys and big crabs.
poem by Sandra Martyres
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Where Is The River?
Where is the river?
Is it here
Or somewhere else
Where is the river?
Is it here
Or hidden under the ground
Where is the river?
Is it here
Or safe inside the cave
Where is the river?
Is it here
Or still far away
Where is the river?
Is it here
Or up above the cloud
Where is the river?
Is it here
Or out of our reach
Where is the river?
Is it here
Or trickling on the rock
Where is the river?
Is it here
Or gathering in the pool
Where is the river?
Is it here
Or down over the cliff
Where is the river?
Is it here
Or just sight of illusion
Where is the river?
Is it here
Running in your eyes
Where is the river?
Is it here
Or sudden flood in the road
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Alexanders Ragtime Band
Come on and hear... come on and hear
Alexanders ragtime band
Come on and hear... come on and hear
Its the best band in the land
They can play a bugle call like you never heared before
So natural that you wanna go to war
Thats just the bestest band what am... oh honey lamb
Come on along... come on along
Let me take you by the hand
Up to the man... I said the man
Whos the leader of the band
If you care to hear that swanee river played in ragtime
Come on and hear... come on and hear
Alexanders ragtime band
(instrumental break)
Come on and hear... come on and hear
Alexanders ragtime band
Come on and hear... come on and hear
Its the best band in the land
And if you want to hear that swanee river played in ragtime
Come on and hear... come on and hear
Alexanders ragtime band
song performed by by Louis Armstrong
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