When the cock craws the heart of a debtor skips a bit.
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The Song at Cock-Crow
1918 -- Ille autem iterum negavit.
The first time that Peter denied his Lord
He shrank from the cudgel, the scourge and the cord,
But followed far off to see what they would do,
Till the cock crew--till the cock crew--
After Gethsemane, till the cock crew!
The first time that Peter denied his Lord
'Twas only a maid in the palace who heard,
As he sat by the fire and warmed himself through.
Then the cock crew! Then the cock crew!
("Though also art one of them.") Then the cock crew!
The first time that Peter denied his Lord
He had neither the Throne, nor the Keys nor the Sword--
A poor silly fisherman, what could he do,
When the cock crew--when the cock crew--
But weep for his wickedness when the cock crew?
. . . . . .
The next time that Peter denied his Lord
He was Fisher of Men, as foretold by the Word,
With the Crown on his brow and the Cross on his shoe,
When the cock crew--when the cock crew--
In Flanders and Picardy when the cock crew!
The next time that Peter denied his Lord
'Twas Mary the Mother in Heaven Who heard,
She grieved for the maidens and wives that they slew
When the cock crew--when the cock crew--
At Tirmonde and Aerschott when the cock crew!
The next time that Peter denied his Lord
The Babe in the Manger awakened and stirred,
And He stretched out His arms for the playmates
He knew--
When the cock crew--when the cock crew--
But the waters had covered them when the cock crew!
The next time that Peter denied his Lord
'Twas Earth in her agony waited his word,
But he sat by the fire and naught would he do,
Though the cock crew--though the cock crew--
Over all Christendom, though the cock crew!
The last time that Peter denied his Lord,
The Father took from him the Keys and the Sword,
And the Mother and Babe brake his Kingdom in two,
When the cock crew--when the cock crew--
(Because of his wickedness) when the cock crew!
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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Poor Man
The hen has no breasts; poor cock.
The hen has no lips; poor cock.
The hen has no hair; poor cock.
The cock can rape hen; poor man.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Couple Of Chicken Religious Meal
The couple of chicken religious meal
On the ruwatan of my mother
Offering to me
8. Couple Of Chicken Religious Meal
I left the hen one at my grandma house
and bring the cock going home
after arrive at home
that cock
I bring everywhere
aver meet the another one
keep fighting with my cock and win
sometime meet with the cockfighter
neighbour, who have gerobak repair house
where they iron for
and teakwood for
in the center field
they fight my cock and theirs
the winner is always my cock
Their face look very regretful
And they offering to bought my cock
I avoid
And tomorrow eveing, when I went home from school
I found my cock foot
He stay and asleep in my house corner
My cockfoot had injury was harpooned
I care with garlic, not yet recover
I care with peniciclin, not
a week after that cock dead
I cry for the whole day
I don’t understand adult will won theirself
they dont understand, that is not just a cock
But a cock for religious meal in the ruwatan of my mother
My grandma gift
poem by Prasetya Utama
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My Heart
My heart skips a beat for you,
My heart will turn to stone if you hurt it,
My heart will be in love with you forever,
My heart will follow you where ever life takes you,
My heart will disappear if you tell it to,
Will you take good care of my heart?
Will you hold on to it tight?
poem by Veronica Nieves
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Cock Up Your Beaver
When first my brave Johnie lad came to this town,
He had a blue bonnet that wanted the crown;
But now he has gotten a hat and a feather,
Hey, brave Johnie lad, cock up your beaver!
Cock up your beaver, and cock it fu' sprush,
We'll over the border, and gie them a brush;
There's somebody there we'll teach better behaviour,
Hey, brave Johnie lad, cock up your beaver!
poem by Robert Burns
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My Heart Pounds
My heart pounds
When I think of you
When I see you,
My heart skips a beat
When we fight,
My heart stops
I pretty much,
I would die without you :)
poem by Jared Mayfield
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He's like the craws, he eats himsel' out o' ply.
Temptation
My temptation is coming from my heart
That skips a bit just like a game
Everytime you call my name, call my name
Its only you
I want you too
Its only you
I want you too
Come
Do you see what I mean talking bout fever
The fire burns inside of me
And you can quench me easily, so....
Let me hold you and squeeze you like a fool
Because I'm crazy about you
When you sit down and cross your legs, cross your legs
Temptation
Temptation...
Come
Youre sweeping away without a reason
Unless someone else is loving you
Id want to have you by my side, by my side
Temptation
Temptation...
Its only you...
I want you too!
Its only you .
I want you too!
My temptation is coming from my heart
That skips a bit just like a game
Everytime you call my name, call my name
Temptation
Temptation...
song performed by by Cure
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With David Bowie
Will it ever come?
Like it did for you
Like it did for you
I kinda heard you singing
Oh, I never knew
No, I never knew
My heart skips around
When I hear the sound
Im never alone
Cause youre following me home
Im falling in love
My walkman and me
With david bowie
Yeah
(you betcha)
With teenage medication
Flowing through my veins
I can face the strain and
Its causing a sensation
That I cant explain
Yeah, I cant explain
My heart skips around
When I hear the sound
Im never alone
Cause youre following me home
Im falling in love
My walkman and me
With david bowie
You want me to sing
I can, I can
You want me to play
I can, I can
You wanna be in a band
I can
Ill never be anything more than I was today
Than I was today
(yeah)
And will it ever come?
Like it did for you
Like it did for you
I kinda heard you singing
Oh, I never knew
No, I never knew
My heart skips around
When I hear the sound
Im never alone
Cause youre following me home
Im falling in love
My best friend and me
With david bowie
Him and me
In a tree
I-n-g
Yeah
Like it did for you
I kinda heard you singing
song performed by by Veruca Salt
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Syria, Drop Your Sword
Its a foetus, from a ripped up womb,
A mother swims in her blood, gone,
It's a foetus.
Flies like craws, and worms
Would feast, and dance
Flies like craws.
A neighbour is laughing
Your sword, cause of your wound festering
A neighbour is laughing.
The universe not ours, belongs to a deity,
Carcasses, haunt, elusive is homely,
The universe not ours.
In whose command do you slaughter?
Abandon your sword, make no more slaughter.
In whose command?
A laugh is a sacrifice, a compromise, achieved,
What for rights, journeyed bloodbaths, peace not achieved
A laugh is a sacrifice.
Make peace with God, you don't like me,
Ours is for now, others were here
Make peace with God!
poem by Charles Jagongo Ogola
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There's mair ways than ane o' keeping craws frae the stack.
The Price Of The Cock
THE PRICE OF THE COCK
A WOMAN STOLE A COCK AND TOOK IT TO THE MARKET TO SELL IT, WHILST AT THE MARKET, SMARTER THIEVES STOLE THE COCK FROM HER AND SHE WENT BACK HOME SOBER!
ON HER ARRIVAL AT HER HOUSE, AN INQUISITIVE NEIGHBOUR ASKED, DEAR NEIGHBOUR, YOUR COCK WHICH YOU TOOK TO THE MARKET, HOW MUCH DID YOU SELL IT? SHE ASKED AND THE SOBER WOMAN REPLIED, IT WAS SOLD FOR EXACTLY THE SAME PRICE FOR WHICH IT WAS BOUGHT!
poem by Overlord Don Manuel Ihcakeyno
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Cock-a-doodle-do
Cock-a-doodle-do
Sings the cock in the morning
To wake up people!
poem by Asif Andalib
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When the cockroach decides to make the cock its friend it must be ready to end up in the cock's stomach.
As the old cock crows, the young cock learns.
I Don't Want to Be Let Go
Why is the sky so blue?
Why are your eyes,
Twinkling with stars?
I've analyzed this love.
And I am surprised,
It's still a mystery.
Why does my heart feel warm?
Since you've been there,
It even skips a beat.
You have me in your hands.
And I don't want to be,
Let go again!
Why are the nights so clear?
Why do the birds come near,
To sing like they do.
Under the full moon...
Just to be near me and you.
Why is the sky so blue?
Why are your eyes,
Twinkling with stars?
I've analyzed this love.
And I am surprised,
It's still a mystery.
Why does my heart feel warm?
Since you've been there,
It even skips a beat.
You have me in your hands.
And I don't want to be,
Let go again!
You have me in your hands.
And I don't want to be,
Let go again!
No I never want to be...
Let go again.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Pass On Calls
When the cock is truly booted out over snows
It croaks, pass on the calls, so did the cock
The down graded window of the eyes's sores
Retake the push, sliding on a running nose
The flue shaped its nose of rose garden
Phone calls, doubles it upon the Idol burden
And gummed it just the ears of the blood
And said, finish the old, the owed debt of abroad
Finish oops! Finish and furnish the gotten sense
The cock startled, the king had said
The school warrior on the anthill
It didn't learn that lesson point blank
It drowned along time ago, its lung full of water
It ended, the click at heart in springs
poem by Paul Mwenelupembe
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Foolish Cock
cockooo-cockooo
the cock wakes us all up
today is a special day
my new sister is been outdoored
they quickly bath us children
and wear our best kente for us
mother feels proud and pampered
father sits by the palm wine pot
slowly pulling his beard and looking stern
i heard someone whisper
hel, d have prefered another boy
as we dance around the compound
the foolish cock joins in
he flaps his wings
lifts his beak in the air and sings
whats the occasion he seems to asks
the woman put water on the fire
cock, s still celerbrating
father takes out his hunting knife
cock does a pretty dance
little did he know
he was our meat today
poem by Yvonne Selase Nyahe
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