I like the fact that kids are willing to be imaginative and go along with me when I'm telling strange tales.
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Strange Tales, Strange Tails
Strange tales,
Scribbled on a uniform
Strange tails,
Scribbled down in cuneiform.
It had been written,
You had to get in.
You know a catll play,
You used to be a big mouse.
Strange tales, strange tails.
Strange tales,
Scribbled on the shelter walls.
Strange tails,
Scribbled as the idol falls.
It had been written,
You had to get in.
You know a catll play,
You used to be a big mouse.
Strange tales, strange tails
song performed by by Xtc
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Strange Tales, Strange Tails
Strange tales,
Scribbled on a uniform
Strange tails,
Scribbled down in cuneiform.
It had been written,
You had to get in.
You know a catll play,
You used to be a big mouse.
Strange tales, strange tails.
Strange tales,
Scribbled on the shelter walls.
Strange tails,
Scribbled as the idol falls.
It had been written,
You had to get in.
You know a catll play,
You used to be a big mouse.
Strange tales, strange tails
song performed by by Xtc
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Telling Tales To Tattle
Tales tattled and told to sell or barter,
Are not the ones recommended to be eager to keep.
Not if the telling of them make the innocent weep.
Since resentments kept can grow deep.
And the price one pays for telling tales to tattle,
Has a way to come back to rattle one's peace...
In a way that the teller had wished never altered,
To utter as told to sell to be sold.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It will be found, in fact, that the ingenious are always fanciful, and the truly imaginative never otherwise than analytic.
quote by Edgar Allan Poe
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World Leaders
kids can be leaders.
I have seen a kid lead his father.
I have seen a father being led by his kid
So, , , kids can be leaders.
I know a man who is led by his kid
I know a kid who leads his father
Don't ask me how and don't bother
I'm telling you what I know
I am telling you what I saw
I saw a kid leading his father.
For the father is blind.
02/03/2004
poem by Arsiema Berhane
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Strange Magic
Youre sailing softly through the sun
In a broken stone age dawn.
You fly so high.
I get a strange magic,
Oh, what a strange magic,
Oh, its a strange magic.
Got a strange magic,
Got a strange magic.
Youre walking meadows in my mind,
Making waves across my time,
Oh no, oh no.
I get a strange magic,
Oh, what a strange magic,
Oh, its a strange magic.
Got a strange magic,
Got a strange magic.
Oh, Im never gonna be the same again,
Now Ive seen the way its got to end,
Sweet dream, sweet dream.
Strange magic,
Oh, what a strange magic,
Oh, its a strange magic.
Got a strange magic,
Got a strange magic.
Its magic, its magic, its magic.
Strange magic,
Oh, what a strange magic,
Oh, its a strange magic.
Got a strange magic.
Strange magic strange magic
Oh, what a strange magic strange magic
Oh, its a strange magic.
Got a strange magic.
Strange magic strange magic
Oh, what a strange magic strange magic
Oh, its a strange magic.
Got a strange magic,
Got a strange magic,
You know I got a strange magic,
Yeah, I got a strange magic,
Oo-o-o-oo, strange magic. (fade)
song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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Strange Things Happen
She believes in god
And karma too
Paranormal powers
You know some people do
Got scorpio risin
Uh huh
Tell you whats in your stars
She was down in rio
Turn the heads of state
Got em into makin
This planet a better place
On copacabana
Uh huh
Oh yeah she radiate better go meditate
Everytime I touch my baby
Strange things happen
Strange things happen
Everytime I touch my baby
Strange things happen to me
Strange things happen
Oh ohhh ohhhh
Oh oh strange things happen
Everytime I touch my baby
Strange things happen to me
Met a pshycic reader
With a crystal ball
Had a vision
Said we could have it all
I caught her gazin
Uh huh
At our destiny cosmically
Everytime I touch my baby
Strange things happen
Oh ohhh ohhhh
Oh oh strange things happen
Everytime I touch my baby
Strange things happen to me
Strange things happen
Oh ohhh ohhhh
Oh oh strange things happen
Everytime I touch my baby
Strange things happen to me
Strange strange strange strange strange strange strange strange strange
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Strange strange strange
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song performed by by Beach Boys
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Strange but True
Strange man laying in my bed-
Thank you for your attempt to comfort and your kind words you've said.
I mean no offense to you,
right now I just need my husband instead.
Strange man, you are beginning to prick a wound.
Please stop saying you are my husband!
I'm crescendoing, this is all too soon.
I cannot argue that you say you are my husband.
I can only offer my reasons you cannot be.
Strange man I assure you, you are not him.
He's a survivor, a fighter, a faithful family man.
As a matter of fact, in this very moment, I need him so very badly right now.
As a matter of fact, I hope I do offend you-
a coward, a liar claiming you're my husband,
how?
poem by Sarah Hughes
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It is the spirit of the age to believe that any fact, no matter how suspect, is superior to any imaginative exercise, no matter how true.
quote by Gore Vidal
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Twist Of Fate
(kipner/becket)
Do we deserve a second chance?
How did we fall into this circumstance?
We werent so straight and narrow
This is much more than we deserve
A higher voice has called the tune
Two hearts that lost the beat will now resume
The gift of life extension
By divine intervention
Its gotta be a strange twist of fate
Telling me that heaven can wait
Telling me to get it right this time
Life doesnt mean a thing
Without the love you bring
Love is what weve found
The second time around
Dont understand whats going on
Woke up this morning, all the hurt was gone
This is a new beginning
Im back in the land of the living
Its gotta be a strange twist of fate
Telling me that heaven can wait
Telling me to get it right this time
Life doesnt mean a thing
Without the love you bring
Love is what weve found
The second time around
Its gotta be a strange twist of fate
Telling me that heaven can wait
Oh, Im gonna get it right this time
Life doesnt mean a thing
Without the love you bring
Love is what weve found
The second time around
Its gotta be a strange twist of fate
Telling me that heaven can wait
You know, Im gonna get it right
Im gonna make it work this time
Life doesnt mean a thing
Without the love you bring
Love is what weve found
The second time around
Its gotta be a strange twist of fate
Telling me that heaven can wait
Life doesnt mean a thing
Without the love you bring
Love is what weve found
The second time around
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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High Altitude Mindset
The higher the altitude
the lower the I.Q.
test me here
at the top
the upper the storey
the higher thoughts
I could have
Thanks for having
not the extreme imaginative mind
just the strange one..........
poem by Rommelmarkmarchan Best Poems
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Quiet Lullabies
Waves of brilliant blue
Gently lap against the shore
Quiet lullabies play
Softer than a whisper
Telling tales of loves lost
Of battles fought over the ocean
Of bitter-sweet tragedies
And buried memories
All told by simple melodies
The sound of a lost music box
Carries over the ocean
Telling tales of loves found
Of triumph and riches
Of sighing breath
Of last wishes and
That which had been granted
Forever traveling the waves
Like a message in a bottle
Quiet lullabies play
Softer than a whisper
poem by Autumn Winds
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My Uncle Gay
I can not say in a way,
That would for anyone be understood.
But I have an uncle named Gayhall,
Who stands for me very tall.
A minister he is,
With a wife Pamela and two adorable kids.
Well...
They are no longer 'kids'.
Two beautiful women I 'should' say.
Nicole and Tiffany...
Each with a uniqueness,
Anyone can see.
Although my Uncle Gay,
Has been sick of late.
I hate the fact that he's like that.
But what can I do,
Besides pray from my Uncle Gay?
I 'see' him getting better,
Each day as I 'visualize'.
I want his health to return to him.
Because he is very special,
In my eyes.
I love my aunts and uncles...
As 'if' they were mine!
And...
Hey,
They are 'mine'!
Well...
Let me define what it is I want God to do!
'God,
I know for a fact...
You are with me all the time!
But...
Will You heal my Uncle Gay?
Right 'now'!
And...
Today! '
Dedicated to:
My Uncle Reverand Gayhall Pertillar.
Harrisburg, Pennsylvania
'Love you, Uncle Gay...
Pam and 'kids'.'
Nephew Larry
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mom
She comes, a wizened, ruined thing,
Who wants no more, no less, than to
Be served and heard. She rattles off
Her trove of tales, each told a hundred
Times before, and, in the telling, tortured
Into fantasies of principle and pluck,
Of proof that, though she cowers,
Home, alone, she is, in fact, someone
Of worth. The world's learned. She
Thinks I should. I squirm in silence,
Knowing, as I have since I was young,
That nothing I have done would mean
A thing to her. She hasn't come for
Conversation. She is here to be adored,
And, as she drones, I dream of saying,
'You once raised me, Mother. Thanks.
I guess you did the best you could,
But, now, I find you awful and I wish
That you were gone.'
poem by Lawrence Beck
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When You Wake Up Feeling Old
When you wake up
Feelin old
At this piano filled with souls
Some strange purse
Stuffed nervous with gold
Can you be where you want to be?
Walk down any street
You can find
Look at any clock telling time
Sing some strange verse
From some strange song of vines
And youll be where you want to be
I know I can't sing
Until she brings the song to life
And I blend with kings
Id never change a thing
Who knows anything
I don't know
There are so many things
I must leave alone
Some strange person is calling you their home
Can you be where you want to be?
Can you be
Where you want to be?
Can you be
Where you want to be?
Can you be
Where you want to be
song performed by by Wilco
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Ex Daughter
I hate the fact I look more like you everyday
It scares me that I act like you more than I did yesterday
But I know I will not turn into you
I am not some monster who throws away their kids like nothing,
Stop the act mom
I know you do not give a damn about us
Us as in Richard, me, Hannah, Steven, Jessalyn, April and Ashley, Alexander, and I dont know how many other kids
We all could die and yet you wouldnt know nor would you care
I hate the fact that you gave birth to me
Just because you gave birth to me does not mean your my mom
I have a mom.
And its not you
Stop trying to claim me as your child.
I have nothing to do with you
Nor do I want it
You lost me
Accept that and move on
I hate the fact that I am turning into you
I am a bitch because of you
I hate the fact that I cannot forget the pain
You said you protected us from all danger
If that was true- why did cps come into my life?
Why were you always investigated?
They do not pick on random people
I hate the fact you turned me against the world
You have me scared of people
YOu told me that the world broke you
What a damn lie
Its not the worlds fault you are stupid
Its not the worlds fault you cant keep your legs closed
ANd the government is trying to keep us safe
You broke yourself
Just like you broke your daughter
Or should I say ex daughter
poem by Makayla Straight
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The Bore
Ah, prithee friend, if thou has ought
Of love and kind regard for me
Tell not you bore the stories droll
That yesternight I told to thee.
Nor tell him stories of thine own,
Nor chestnut of antiquitee;
Nor quip, nor crank, nor anything
If thou has ought of love for me.
For sense of humour hath he none,
No gift for telling tales hath he:
Yet thinks himself within his heart
A wit of wondrous drolleree.
And in the golden summer-time
With ear a-cock he roameth free,
Collecting quibble, quip, and crank;
And anecdotes collecteth he.
Then in the dreary winter nights
He sits him down 'neath my roof tree,
And in a coarse, ungently voice
He tells those stories back to me.
He hath no wit for telling tales,
He laughs where ne'er a point there be;
But sits and murders honest yarns,
And claims them as his propertee.
When he laughs I rock and roar;
Ay, laugh both loud and merrilee;
And, mark thou, friend, my martyrdom
He is a creditor to me.
He is a man of mighty power;
In very fact, a great J.P.;
And I, his debtor, rock and roar,
And vow he'll be the death o' me.
Ay, prithee, friend, if thou hast love
For goodly jests or care for me,
Then tell him not the merry tale
That yesternight I told to thee.
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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If we talk about the environment, for example, we have to talk about environmental racism - about the fact that kids in South Central Los Angeles have a third of the lung capacity of kids in Santa Monica.
quote by Danny Glover
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Kids
Kids - kids, Christmas i-is for kids
Look around and you will see
Kids from one to ninety-three
Laughin', lovin' life and bein' kids
Kids - ki-i-i-ids, Christmas i-is for kids
Kids like you and little brother
Aunts and uncles, dads and mothers
Grandma, grandpa an' all the other kids
Daddy runs the 'lectric train
While all the children wait in vain
To take their turn
At playin' engineer
Grandpa catches grandma's cheek
And all the family sneaks a peak
And suddenly
Their wrinkles disappear
Take a look at Betty Joe
Underneath the mistletoe
Pretending that
She doesn't know it's there
And in the front yard Uncle Mike
Just fell off brother's brand new bike
There's Christmas cheer
And laughter everywhere
Kids (kids) - ki-i-i-ids (kids)
Christmas i-is for kids
Christmas time is here again
And now it's when the fun begins
This time of year we all turn into kids...
song performed by by Kenny Rogers
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Strange Ways
Ive got strange ways
But it wont take long my friend
Im telling you someday baby
Ill be gone
Ive got strange ways but
It wont take long my friend
Im telling you someday baby
Ill be back
Again Ive got no one
But it wont take long my friend
Im telling you someday baby
Ill be gone (Im telling you someday
Ill be gone)
God bless you for being
By my side when I fell through
You could hear me youve got
Internet gateways through my world
God bless you Im feeling all the
Force youre closing in
Take it easy
You dock at my side when
Im on fire
Ive got strange ways...
Sometimes I lose it (I lose)
Dont know where Im going (dont know)
But I do hope you follow
All the way
God bless you for being
By my side when I fell through
You could hear me
Youve got internet gateways
Through my world
You dont know it
Youre turning all this stone into a heart
I can see you
As youre fighting the fire
When I burn
Ive got (Im telling you someday baby
Ill be gone/back)
song performed by by Ace Of Base
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