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Lumpy Corry
Lumpy Corry, sat on a penny. Lumpy Corry, found a penny. Lumpy Corry, has two pennies. Lumpy Corry, spent two pennies on lumpy candy. Lumpy Corry, gave the candy to, Miss. Lumpy DoWho. Miss. Lumpy DoWho, knows kungfoo and ate the candy, too.
poem by Shania K. Younce
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Grumpy Lumpy
Grumpy Lumpy cut his wrist
Grumpy Lumpy’s veins were missed
All of the doctors and all the doctor’s men
Sewed Grumpy Lumpy together again
poem by Lenore Lee
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Face The Change
Turns back to front
Turns hate to love
The simple things that mean a lot
Turns rock to sand
Turns ice to snow
Thats you and me about to grow
Change the pace of a magazine
Face the change of a million years
Stare in shock at what you saw
Take a breath and lock the door
Tell your children what to do
Mistakes and all they still love you
Change the pace of a magazine
Face the change of a million years
Turns rough to smooth
Turns dont to do
To reminisce turns me to you
Turns war to peace
Turns greed to need
The consequence of visionaries
song performed by by INXS
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Palate
lumpy,
coarse,
hard boiled,
or
liquid silver,
when swallowed
guilt
tastes the same
each time
poem by Remya Sasindran
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Clouds rest on tree tops
Lumpy feather beds billow
Horses graze in snow
haiku by Dorothy Holmes (24 January 2008)
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The Shift
Check out the chick with the new dress on
(wearin a shift and it looks real fine)
The call it a shift and it comes on strong
(wearin a shift and it looks real fine)
When shes got it on, well she cant do no wrong
(wearin a shift, wearin a shift)
You may think a dress cant do very much
(wearin a shift really turns me on)
With the slit up the side, you cant resist that touch
(wearin a shift really turns me on)
Its tighter than a moo-moo and its just too much
(wearin a shift, wearin a shift)
(turns me on now) (get a shift now)
(cant go wrong now) (go wrong now)
(turns me on now) (get a shift now)
(turns me on now) (turns me on now)
Get your girl a shift and shell look real fine
(wearin a shift and its just too much)
It fits like a glove and drives you outta your mind
(wearin a shift and its just too much)
Shell ball it with her shift on and well have a good time
(wearin a shift, wearin a shift)
(turns me on now) (get a shift now)
(turns me on now) (get a shift now)
(turns me on now) (get a shift now)
(turns me on now) (get a shift now)
(turns me on now) (get a shift now)
(turns me on now) (get a shift now)
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Spring Funeral
At my grandfather's funeral
obese lady playing preacher
looking dike and butch
but missing the flannel cut off
and biker tattoos
preaching a sunday mass
celebrating the death of Jesus
not the long life lived by grandpa
a time to live, a time to die
a time to reap, a time to sow
'for everything turns, turns, turns
there is a season turns, turns, turns'
lyrics in my head
a smile creeping from behind my frown
on and on she goes
a time to....a time to
could have stopped ten times ago
poem by Bridget Bush
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The world turns on
The world turns on
I've walked the deserted streets
The world turns on
I've seen where the monster sleeps
The world turns on
I've seen where the monster eats
The world turns on
We are the monster in it's sleep
The world turns on
Consuming, Unending
Destroying, Reforging
We are the monster in it's sleep
And when we awake
We will be destroyed
And yet
The world turns on
poem by Benjamin Turner
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Laughter Turns To Tears
Makeup on your shoulder silence in the air
Tonight those telltale signs are everywhere
As you lay beside her talkin' in your dreams
The game is up and laughter turns to tears
Every time you phone her with a dumb excuse
She starts to think that she's outgrown her use
You'll be home by midnight workin' late it seems
The penny drops and laughter turns to tears
Do you think she's crazy
Don't you think she knows
Do you think she's taken in
Don't you think it shows
When laughter turns to tears
Laughter turns to tears
You can send her roses say she's lookin' great
You can talk of love but it may be too late
You may think she's jokin' as her laughter teems
But with tears
And laughter turns to screams
chorus
Now it won't be easy
Finding words to say
how you really feel inside
You take the game away
When laughter turns to tears
Laughter turns to tears
One day it's gonna shake you up
Take you by surprise
Someday it's gonna wake you up
Tears in your eyes
When laughter turns to tears
Laughter turns to tears x2
song performed by by Hollies
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Plastic
She was a natural beauty
until they enhanced her,
put plastic in her,
fillers and tucks.
Now her lips are numb,
her breasts, lumpy,
her cheeks
puffy.
She was a pretty child,
now she's damaged,
doesn't go out
hides in the shadows.
poem by Ruth Walters
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Summer Turns To High
Mercury is rising still
Turn the fan on high
I wont step on my own shadow
No one wants to cry.
Someone put a pox on me
I spit in their eyes
Summer turns to high.
Lift my bed sheet keep in sandles
Circle search and there are candles
Summers here but night is raising hopes and dragonflies
If those hopes are overshadowed
Cotton-candy, caramel-wafer.
Summer turns to high
Summer turns to high
Summer turns to high
Summer high
After wine and nectarines the fireflies in turn
Move like syrup through the evening with the sweet resign
I wont fight for cant happen
Im preoccupied
Summer turns to high
Summer turns to high
Summer turns to high
Summer high.
song performed by by REM
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The Cycle
Reasons turns into excuses,
Excuses turns into pleads,
Pleads turns into water,
Water turns into blood,
Blood turns into running,
Running turns into getting caught,
Getting caught turns into jail,
Jail turns into reasons,
And reasons repeat the cycle.
poem by Dragon Crenshaw
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5. School Dinners
I remember in the fifties, I stayed for my school dinners
At six sided tables, with six chairs to match
I remember on walls, having all the art class winners
Whilst the dinner ladies served our food by batch
I remember lots of water, in a very large glass jug
With a glass for every diner in its place
I remember as I poured, it would give out a sudden glug
Causing droplets that would often hit your face
I remember smelly cabbage, with lots of lumpy mash
A tray sliced up with equal bits of pie
I remember thick brown gravy, it landed with a splash
That could blind you if it got you in the eye
I remember all the puddings, with custard steaming hot
You could only have if finishing your greens
I remember all the groaning as we finished off the lot
And the sickly taste from piles of butter beans
I remember taking turns, to have the custards skin
Had to scrape it off before the stuff would pour
I remember in the fifties, that none of us were thin
As the puddings kept us going back for more
poem by David Threadgold (2008)
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When Somebody Turns You On
Can you hear me? am I loud enough?
Could you see it coming like an avalanche?
I only felt the need
When somebody turns you on
It's like a light in the dark goes on
It's like you've waited for rain, you waited so
Long
When somebody turns you on.
Were you waiting when you took my hand?
Were you aching with me? did you understand?
I only felt the heat
When somebody turns you on
It's like a light in the dark goes on
It's like you've waited for rain, you waited so
Long
When somebody turns you on.
Now I know this is real
I know 'cause I know 'cause I feel
Your eyes go straight to my soul
And I know this is good
It goes deep like I know it should
We've just got to let love grow
When somebody turns you on
It's like a light in the dark goes on
It's like you've waited for rain, you waited so
Long
When somebody turns you on.
song performed by by Heather Nova
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The First Winter Snow
Oh, pretty girl, you have trapped
yourself in the wrong body.Twenty
extra pounds hang like a lumpy
tapestry on your perfect mammal nature.
Three months ago you were like a
deer staring at the first winter snow.
Now Aphrodite thumbs her nose at you
and tells stories behind your back.
poem by Richard Brautigan
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With Love
with love the stone turns into
a rose
with more love the rose turns
into a butterfly
with love some more the butterfly
turns into a woman
a beautiful woman
with betrayal the woman turns into
a very sad moon
and when it dies
it becomes a stone again
at the end
hate turns it to dust
then grief blows it away
until
it is seen no more
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Drought-ess
Lumpy frog on a dry grass watch
Red burning land of robin chest
Hoy- hot- hot water not.
Watertight bath, of Rain last.
Dry sky with shining moaning light of
Thirsty clouds on dehydrated walls.
Rose made of steel on melting iron tree.
From Drought-ess mind.
poem by Luca Menin
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When Somebody Turn You On
Can you hear me? am I loud enough?
Could you see it coming like an avalanche?
I only felt the need
When somebody turns you on
Its like a light in the dark goes on
Its like youve waited for rain, you waited so
Long
When somebody turns you on.
Were you waiting when you took my hand?
Were you aching with me? did you understand?
I only felt the heat
When somebody turns you on
Its like a light in the dark goes on
Its like youve waited for rain, you waited so
Long
When somebody turns you on.
Now I know this is real
I know cause I know cause I feel
Your eyes go straight to my soul
And I know this is good
It goes deep like I know it should
Weve just got to let love grow
When somebody turns you on
Its like a light in the dark goes on
Its like youve waited for rain, you waited so
Long
When somebody turns you on.
song performed by by Heather Nova
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In the spirit of Rumi: 55: Patience
Patience
turns mulberry leaves into silk
through the silkworm
Patience
turns water into wine
through the grape vine
Patience
turns a man into a beloved teacher
through stillness
poem by Michael Shepherd
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The Ash Heap
skin settled
arms of dust
lifeless lumps
heave your chest
sneeze life into a mug
and the droplets osmose
identity into the urn
lumpy dust into the cup
and later onto the ash heap
patiently await
incineration,
polish silver
wake ornaments
with rotting fingers
alive only in their dying
poem by Sean Godley
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