Sairy be your meil-poke, and ay your nieve in the nook on't.
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Poke Chop Sandwich
(about lightnin hopkins drummer who used to keep a porkchop sandwich on his floor tom, for snacking during the breaks. recorded with hopkins drummer, spider, present in the studio.)
Poke
Better watch that
Poke chop sandwichwaitin in th? sack
Ridin a tom tom, a double fat back
Got my poke chop sandwich? /p>
Layin on da drum
Poke chop greazyIm gonna get some
Get some a? dat poke chop
Poke chop sandwich
Poke chop
Poke chop sandwich
Yeah yeah twenty five
Louisiana back beat and th? texas bop
Do a hollywood shuffle jes? cant top it
New york turn around and
Th? london stomp
African good luck combination
I know that ya want
Poke chop
Poke chop sandwich
Poke chop
Double poke chop sandwich
Play on
Spider & lightnin hopkins got
Th? big bad beat
Aint no question what they gonna eat
Spider wanna a bottle,
Lightnin? wanna a can
Theyll take in a bucket
cause they dam well can
A poke chop
A poke at dat chop
Cut dat poke chope
Poke chop sandwich
Feel like, I feel like a poke chop sandwich
Give me dat sandwich in wax paper
Pork chop sandwich
song performed by by ZZ Top
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All People Have A Breaking Point
all people have a breaking point
of mind or body fractured stressed
although some do know it not
bodies can break in random accidents
bodies can break in undue pressures
bodies can break in life misfortunes
poking other people with sticks poke poke
standing on deceit power base pedestals
believing themselves immune to fortune fall
did their mothers never teach manners
not to poke especially poke in the eye
sad it is to watch ego poke poke patterns
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Fuego De Noche, Nieve De Dia
Antes de que empiece a amanecer.
Y vuelvas a tu vida habitual.
Debes comprender que entre los dos.
Todo ha sido puro y natural.
Coro:
Tu loca mania.
Has sido mia.
Solo una vez.
Dulce ironia.
Fuego de noche, nieve de dia.
Luego te levantas y te vas.
El te esta esperando como siempre.
Luces tu sonrisa mas normal.
Blanca, pero fria como nieve.
Tu loca mania... (coro)
Y mientras yo me quedo sin ti.
Como un huracan rabioso y febril.
Tanta pasion, tanta osadia oh, tu
Fuego de noche, nieve de dia...
Noche a noche en blanco sin dormir.
Ardo entre los pliegues de mi cama.
Se que estas a punto de venir.
Pero solo viene la ma? ana.
Tu loca mania... (coro)
Y mientras yo me quedo sin ti... (se repite)
Fuego de noche, nieve de dia.
song performed by by Ricky Martin
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Slow Poke
(myles goodwyn)
Published by slalom publishing co. - bmi
I got somethin to keep you satisfied
So wont you excuse me, while I slip inside
I aint gonna rush things, you know I aint no speed freak
And I like to take my time whenever I eat
Cause Im just a slow poke, uh-huh, with long strokes
I said Im just a slow poke, baby
And I like to take my time, poke on
Id like to see you with the lights turned down
And Id like to see you when you go down
Im gonna be there, right by your side
Im just gonna hang on, and let you take me for a ride
So how bout a slow poke, uh-huh, with long strokes
I said how bout a slow poke, baby
I like to take my time, alright
Id like to poke you right here on the floor
I aint gonna stop none, till I hear you call for more
Then Im gonna tease you till youre ready to scream
Then Im gonna please you, its gonna seem like a dream
So how bout a slow poke, uh-huh, with long strokes
I said how bout a slow poke, baby
I like to take my time, poke on
song performed by by April Wine
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Want To Be Whur Mother Is
'Want to be whur mother is! Want to be whur mother is!'
Jeemses Rivers! won't some one ever shet that howl o' his?
That-air yellin' drives me wild!
Cain't none of ye stop the child?
Want jer Daddy? 'Naw.' Gee whizz!
'Want to be whur mother is!'
'Want to be whur mother is! Want to be whur mother is!'
Coax him, Sairy! Mary, sing somepin far him! Lift him, Liz--
Bang the clock-bell with the key--
Er the _meat-ax!_ Gee-mun-nee!
Listen to them lungs o' his!
'Want to be whur mother is!'
'Want to be whur mother is! Want to be whur mother is!'
Preacher guess'll pound all night on that old pulpit o' his;
'Pears to me some wimmin jest
Shows religious interest
Mostly 'fore their fambly's riz!
'Want to be whur mother is!'
* * * * *
'Want to be whur mother is! Want to be whur mother is!'
Nights like these and whipperwills allus brings that voice of his!
Sairy; Mary; 'Lizabeth;
Don't set there and ketch yer death
In the dew--er rheumatiz--
Want to be whur mother is?
poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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Slow Poke Music
(coverdale/vandenberg)
Yknow the joint was jumping
Like a dancing fool,
I saw you standing in the corner
Looking oh, so cool
I had a word with the dj
To make the music hot,
Im gonna get you on the dance floor
If you are ready or not
Slow poke music,
Ill get you down to the bone
Slow poke music,
Ill never leave you alone, Ill never leave you
When you move it to the left,
Or you shake it to the right,
No matter what you do, babe,
Its like dynamite
With your sweet french perfume
An that criminal walk,
You know youd melt my ice cream
With your body talk
Slow poke music,
Ill get you down to the bone
Slow poke music,
Ill never leave you alone, Ill never leave you
Im gonna shake you down,
Girl, Im wont do you no harm
Well, you move so fine,
Like stepping on glass,
An when you give me that smile,
I see lightning flash
East an west, north an south,
Oh babe, youre so hot
Im gonna melt in your mouth
Slow poke music,
Ill get you down to the bone
Slow poke music,
Get into it, babe,
Slow poke music,
Ill nail it down to the bone
Slow poke music,
Baby, baby, baby, baby
Girl, Ill never leave you alone...
song performed by by Whitesnake
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How Did You Use Poke In A Sentence?
intriguing when he
said to have sex
with you... poke back,
or romantically
just to make love with you...
poke me,
or to bang bang
and he was too smart to say
that he poked her
doggie style
that evening
or all night long
thus did Jim on that
hot gal.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Out there is space
Sometimes I envy what is out there
So much space
I can always get some and smell
A brand new day
And live there for a while
It is not my place however
It is too big it is too wide for me
Coping up will be hard
I was born in a nook
Mother liked the nook for me
We are tight in there
Nobody else
What we wanted is nobody else
Between us
I like it here I live here
Go away
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Dip It Low [Video Version]
Says he wants you
He says he needs you
It's real talk, then why not make him wait for you
If he really wants you
If he really needs you
Really got to have you
Take your time and feel him out
When he's a good boy
I mean a really really good boy
Why not let him lay with you
That's when you give it to him good
[Chorus:]
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo"
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo"
You getting bold
He growin' cold
It's just the symptoms of young love
Growin' old
You think it's time
And you're thinking of leaving
But give it time
It's late at night
He's coming home
Meet him at the door with nothin' on
Take him by the hand
Let him know what's on
If you understand me
Yall come on
All my ladies wind it up
If you know just how to move (mooove)
All my fellas jump behind
And show her what you want to do (show her what you got daddy)
All my ladies wind it up
If you know just how to move
All my fellas jump behind
And show her what you want to do (ouuuh..wouh ouh)
Dip it low
Pick it up slow (ohhh)
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo" (ima show you how to make him)
Dip it low (ouhhh)
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo"
We can move if you wanna
We can move if you wanna
We can mooove if you wanna
We can mooooooove...
Dip it low
Pick it up slow (slowww)
Roll it all around (ohhhh)
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing (yeah)
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo"
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke (come on come on come on)
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo" (ooooh)
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo"
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo
song performed by by Christina Milian
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My Loss
IN the world was one green nook I knew,
Full of roses, roses red and white,
Reddest roses summer ever grew,
Whitest roses ever pearled with dew;
And their sweetness was beyond delight,
Was all love's delight.
Wheresoever in the world I went,
Roses were; for in my heart I took
Blow and blossom and bewildering scent;
Roses never with the summer spent,
Roses always ripening in that nook,
Love's far summer nook.
In the world a soddened plot I know
Blackening in this chill and misty air,
Set with shivering bushes in a row,
One by one the last leaves letting go:
Wheresoe'er I turn I shall be there,
Always sighing there.
Ah, my folly! Ah, my loss, my pain!
Dead, my roses that can blow no more!
Wherefore looked I on our nook again?
Wherefore went I after autumn's rain,
Where the summer roses bloomed before,
Bloomed so sweet before?
poem by Augusta Davies Webster
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Hannover Medical School
in your beds
a town burns away
every year
mere
casualties in the sophisticated
battle
your main hall -
a gey concrete upward slab
tears up the sky
inner hall streets
pierce you & link very
nook to no nook
benumb
confuse poor stray
foofolk
poem by Michael Witkowski
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Happier Out Look
Let happier be your out look
Let you find joy in every nook
Let you seek for the pleasure
That comes with fain as a treasure
For life is really another name
Of pain and trouble in life's lane
So forget the tears and learn to smile
That can spread joy for a while
So for that have a happier out look
And let you find joy in every nook.
poem by Seema Chowdhury
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Facebook
faces, faces, faces
just faces
Facebook
3500 friends half of whom
he has no inkling about
Facebook
he stares at the faces
he hardly knows
Facebook
faces and faces
he hardly knows
Facebook
an adult returns to kid's world
poke me, poke me
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Dip It Low
Says he wants you
He says he needs you
It's real talking when I make him wait for you
If he really wants you
If he really needs you
Really got to have you
Take your time and feel him out
When it's a good boy
I mean a really really good boy
Why not let him lay with you
That's when you give it to him good
[Chorus:]
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo"
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo"
You getting bold
He growin' cold
It's just the symptoms of young love
Growin' old
You think it's time
And your thinking of leaving
But give it time
It's late at night
He's coming home
Meet him at the door with nothin' on
Take him by the hair
Let him know what's on
If you understand me
Yall come on
All my ladies wine it up
If you know just how to move (mooove)
All my fellas jump behind
And show her what you want to do (show her what you got daddy)
All my ladies wine it up
If you know just how to move
All my fellas jump behind
And show her what you want to do (ouuuh..wouh ouh)
Dip it low
Pick it up slow (ohhh)
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say "Ooo" (ima show you how to make him)
Dip it low (ouhhh)
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your
song performed by by Christina Milian
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Sea Turtle
My specialty is minding my own business.
I can't help it, it's a choice.
For example, I'm not really writing this.
You, mind-reader, read it, nevertheless.
I am not harmless. No, I've a role to play, I'm
A link in Nature's game.
Somebody eats me (let them try)
I eat somebody else-that's the deal.
I accept my place in the food chain
And, unlike you, prize nearly total amnesia.
I just don't get why people want to remember things-
Especially the bad stuff-let it, already, go-
Memory the chiefest factor of what it means to be you-
or probably so.
Otherwise you're more or less interchangeable, aren't you?
Yes, more or less so.
Anyway, it's better not to think.
My mind's a blank.
I'm a big fan of instinct.
So I poke my nose here, I poke my nose there,
amidst hula-grass,
Bringing...
poem by Morgan Michaels
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La Muerta
Si de pronto no existes,
si de pronto no vives,
yo seguiré viviendo.
No me atrevo,
no me atrevo a escribirlo,
si te mueres.
Yo seguiré viviendo.
Porque donde no tiene voz un hombre
allí, mi voz.
Donde los negros sean apaleados,
yo no puedo estar muerto.
Cuando entren en la cárcel mis hermanos
entraré yo con ellos.
Cuando la victoria,
no mi victoria,
sino la gran Victoria llegue,
aunque esté mudo debo hablar:
yo la veré llegar aunque esté ciego.
No, perdóname.
Si tú no vives,
si tú, querida, amor mío, si tú
te has muerto,
todas las hojas caerán en mi pecho,
lloverá sobre mi alma noche y día,
la nieve quemará mi corazón,
andaré con frío y fuego
y muerte y nieve,
mis pies querrán marchar hacia donde tú duermes, pero seguiré vivo,
porque tú me quisiste sobre
todas las cosas indomable,
y, amor, porque tú sabes que soy no sólo un hombre
sino todos los hombres
poem by Pablo Neruda
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Centre Of Attention (Fun Poem 41)
You will find wherever you go
someone who wants to be
the centre of attention.
Personally, it is not a road
I want to go down.
Myself I would rather be the shrinking violet,
the one sat on the shelf.
Unfortunately, the more I try to hide,
the more obvious I become.
Therefore, I am marched down to centre stage,
so someone can have some fun,
but as I am a fun loving person,
I'll play along with them.
I don’t mind being the stooge,
whom they can poke fun at.
After all, I’m only a short six foot three inches tall.
Therefore, they have a little bit to poke fun at.
Then the people start laughing,
well let me tell you now.
Laughter is magic to my ears,
it mean people are happy,
and I like that sound,
even if they are laughing at me.
Laughter is good medicine;
it helps so many lose their blues.
Therefore, if I get called upon,
to a place I don’t want to be,
so long as someone gets a laugh,
that is all that matters to me.
poem by David Harris
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Dip It Low [Reggaeton Remix] Ft.Julio Voltio
[Christina Millian: ]
Ven aqui papi..
Christina Millian, Voltio.. el Reggaeton Remix!
Says he wants you
He says he needs you
It's real talking when I make him wait for you
If he really wants you
If he really needs you
Really got to have you
Take your time and feel him out
When it's a good boy
I mean a really really good boy
Why not let him lay with you
That's when you give it to him good
[Chorus:]
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out, make ya back roll
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say 'Ooo'
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say 'Ooo'
You getting bold
He growin' cold
It's just the symptoms of young love
Growin' old
You think it's time
And your thinking of leaving
But give it time
It's late at night
He's coming home
Meet him at the door with nothin' on
Take him by the hand
Let him know what's on
If you understand me
Yall come on
All my ladies wine it up
If you know just how to move (mooove)
All my fellas jump behind
And show her what you want to do (show her what you got daddy)
All my ladies wine it up
If you know just how to move
All my fellas jump behind
And show her what you want to do (ouuuh..wouh ouh)
Dip it low
Pick it up slow (ohhh)
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say 'Ooo' (ima show you how to make him)
Dip it low (ouhhh)
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say 'Ooo'
[Julio Voltio : ]
'Oooh' dale hoy si you know
trepate aqui y meneate slow
desnudateme dame un show
bailandome mai al son del dembow
tu amiga te dijo que yo era cool
dale checkeame tu
llevame a tu cama pa' meterte full
que pao' ma? what u gonna do?
apaga la luz de tu cuarto
y 'uuuhh'.. empieza lento,
tocalo lento, besame lento, trepate lento,
y lento el movimiento
quiero dejartelo mai bien adentro,
vas a olvidarte del lugar y del tiempo
excitandote al cien por ciento,
llego tu amante Julio voltio el Galan
metiendole a fuego con Christina Millian, yo!
[Christina Millian: ]
We can move if you wanna
We can move if you wanna
We can mooove if you wanna
We can mooooooove...
Dip it low
Pick it up slow (slowww)
Roll it all around (ohhhh)
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing (yeah)
Ima show you how to make your man say 'Ooo'
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke (come on come on come on)
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say 'Ooo' (ooooh)
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say 'Ooo'
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out like your back broke
Pop pop pop that thing
Ima show you how to make your man say 'Ooo'
song performed by by Christina Milian
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Dip It Low [Redz Funky Mix Feat. Fabolous]
[INTRO:]
Christina Milian
Fabolous
F-A-B
Poli Paul
Spen Cow baby
[VERSE 1:]
Says he wants you
He says he needs you
That's real talk then why not make him wait for you
If he really wants you, he really needs you
really got to have you
Take your time and feel him out
When he's a good boy (I mean a really really good boy)
Why not let him lay with you (when you give it to him good)
[CHORUS:]
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around poke it out, like ya back broke
Pop, pop, pop that thang
I'ma show you how to make your man say "ohh"
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around poke it out, like ya back broke
Pop, pop, pop that thang
I'ma show you how to make your man say "ohh"
[VERSE 2:]
You Gettin bold
It's growin cold
It's just the symptoms of young love growin' old
You think it's time (and you thinkin of leavin', but give it time)
It's late at night
He's coming home
Meet him at the door with nothin' on
Take him by the hand
Let him know what's on
If you understand me y'all come on
[BRIDGE:]
All the ladies wind it up if
You know just how to move
All my fellas jump behind
And show her what you wanna do
All the ladies wind it up
If you know just how to move
All my fellas jump behind and
Show her what you wanna do
(Oooh!)
[CHORUS:]
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around poke it out, like ya back broke
Pop, pop, pop that thang
I'ma show you how to make your man say "ohh"
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around poke it out, like ya back broke
Pop, pop, pop that thang
I'ma show you how to make your man say "ohh"
[FABOLOUS RAP:]
Yea...uh
Yea...uh
Baby girl I want you to pop, pop, pop that thang
I might stop to shop and cop you things
You know I drop the top and hop that thang
Sometimes stop my bop then pop my thing
You sure know how to make a man say "oooh"
And how in the world can a man say "no"
When you grind it up on a wall; wind it up like a doll
And you know my Bacardi Lime it up til you spall
Haul it up til you fall and have those other chicks throwin' vomit up
when they can't find it up in the mall
Like most men I love to catch up with a model
But I aint used to movin slow like Ketchup in a bottle
The best things come to those who wait for
But I'm a be straight for before it's too late for
I want you to Dip it Low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around
Poke it out and make me say "OHH!"
[CHORUS 2x:]
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around poke it out, like ya back broke
Pop, pop, pop that thang
I'ma show you how to make your man say "ohh"
Dip it low
Pick it up slow
Roll it all around poke it out, like ya back broke
Pop, pop, pop that thang
I'ma show you how to make your man say "ohh"
[INTRO:]
Christina Milian
Fabolous
F-A-B
Poli Paul
Spen Cow baby
(Repeat Til End)
song performed by by Christina Milian
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