I just want to make pictures that are entertaining. I'll leave the scenery chewing to someone else.
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Chewing Gum
chewing gum
wondering where i've been and what i've done
wondering where i'll go and where i'll run
hide myself away from everyone
chewing gum
doesn't ['does it'] bother you that you're not the one
keeps you up at night in a fear of dream
to count the silver bullet of your misty
it's yours to keep
chewing gum
innocence lost in electric smiles
perfectly cast in desperate clouds ['colds']
loving with under
city lights
with all their {miles}
and all i need
is you
by my side
by my side
by my side
chewing gum
wondering where i've been and what i've done
wondering where i'll go and where i'll run
hide myself away from everyone
chewing gum
got myself a piece of
chewing gum
got myself a piece of
chewing gum
got myself a piece of
chewing gum
got myself a piece of
chewing gum
song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins
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Part Of The Scenery
Billy rankin
1984 a&m records inc.
Countdowns starting, now the goins gettin? rough
I give you my lovin? but I guess it aint enough
Once upon a time you were proud I was your man
Now your low on affection and I get it when I can
When your friends all visit and they see me comin? through
Theres a voice from the crowd sayin? who the hell are you? ? Im just a part of the scenery here with you
A thorn in your rose, kinda spoilin? the view
Im part of the scenery. whatcha gonna do about me?
Wanna be strong, try to put you in your place
I show a little love, get the sand in my face
I try to get up, always something goin? down
Caught in the middle of your merry go round
The wise men say I should leave well alone
But the same wise men just call when you are home
Im just a part of the scenery here with you
A thorn in your rose, kinda spoilin? the view
Im part of the scenery. whatcha gonna do about me?
About....
The wise men say I should leave well alone
But the same wise men just call when you are home
Im just a part of the scenery here with you
A thorn in your rose, kinda spoilin? the view
Im part of the scenery. whatcha gonna do about me?
Im just a part of the scenery here with you
A thorn in your rose, kinda spoilin? the view
Im part of the scenery. whatcha gonna do about me?
About me......
song performed by by Nazareth
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No More Middle School
The day is almost here
The day that we graduate from
Middle school and go
off to highschool
they say that it will be a wonderful
experience for you
but it will be hard
hard is not the word for it
Suddenly we get more
responsibilites and people act like
over the summer we became adults
The day is almost here
that we leave the memories behind
all of the laughs and crys
all we have to remind
us are all thoses silly
pictures we took
and pictures in our heads
i will never forget the friends that i will
leave behind because no
matter what happens we
are still best friends
even if we dont see eachother for a year or two
but the friends that come with me
will stand by me through this and we will make it
it may be hard but with the
help of my friends ill make it though high school
poem by Colleen Martin
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That Page Of Life
there is this page of life
of my last resort
when everything seems to be
disturbing
glossy and pleasurable
all pictures that makes life
sort of entertaining
and though
not wholesome but for a while
shall make us forget
what pain is there in our bones
we go back there
lift the cover and search again
the glossy pages
the pictures are not appealing anymore
we have graduated to the
next level of unsatisfaction
we move on to another page
not really appeasing but something new
we smell it
and taste it
it is bitter and yet we prefer it now
our age has advanced us
to the level of the cure
to the stage where we recognize and accept
the sickness
of our humanity
we gloss over and over again
we shine
like the spirits of the east
like the ghosts of the christmas future
now we think
if we finally found it.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Scenery
Looking at the grave
At the scenery around you
Home of the brave
Sometimes they leave you like they found you
Sometimes they worship you
Sometimes they tear your houses down
Sometimes they comfort you
Sometimes they spread your life around
Nothing you can see that they wont try to give you
Land of the free where the legend will outlive you
When you earn their trust
Then you are truly in danger
Where greed and lusst have never been a stranger
Home of the brave
Thats where heroes need protection
Media image slaves live by random selection
You sell your heart, but thats not the price of freedom
Where things are useful only when you need them
Where will you go when you need to make some changes
Who will you love in a world of consstant strangers
Ill go with you if you want to take a hero home
Ill stay behind if you want to take a hero home
Looking at the grave
At the scenery around you
Home of the brave
Sometimes they leave you like they found you
Home of the brave... (6x)
song performed by by Neil Young
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Pictures In The Sand
And Im gonna spend my time,
Drawing pictures in the sand for you.
And Im gonna ride the tide[? ],
And Im gonna make a rendezvous.
Sitting by the sea,
Sipping at my tea,
Drawing pictures in the sand,
And writing message to you.
Pictures in the sand (drawing pictures in the sand)
There is nothing I would rather do (there is nothing I would rather do)
Than just sit here in the sand (drawing pictures in the sand)
And think of thinks Id like to say to you (I love you true)
Every single day (every single day)
I waste my time away,
Drawing pictures in the sand,
And writing messages to you.
(all together)
Pictures in the sand. (drawing pictures in the sand)
Pictures in the sand.
If I didnt have a dime,
Would you still be loving me?
While I spend my whole life through,
Drawing pictures just for you.
But I could never draw my love,
Its so very hard to do.
Every single day,
I waste my time away,
Drawing pictures in the sand,
And writing messages to you.
Pictures in the sand. (drawing pictures in the sand)
Pictures in the sand. (do-bum, do-bum...)
Pictures in the sand. (drawing pictures in the sand)
song performed by by Kinks
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Pictures Of Matchstick Men
Oh
Ah
Oh
Ah
When I look up to the sky
I see your eyes in a funny kind of yellow
I rush to bed I soak my head
I see your face underneath my pillow
I wake next morning tossed and yawning
I see your face come peeping through my window
Oh no
Oh
Ah
Oh
Ah
Pictures of matchstick men and you
Images of matchstick men and you
All I ever see is them and...you
Oh
Ah
Oh
Ah
Windows echo your reflection
When I look in their direction
Gone
Yeah they're gone
When will this haunting stop
Your face just won't leave me alone
Oh no
Pictures of matchstick men and you
Images of matchstick men and you
All I ever see is them and you
Oh you're in the sky
You're with this guy
You make men cry, you lie
Pictures of matchstick men (x6)
I can see those matchstick men (x6)
song performed by by Ozzy Osbourne
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So What Do We All Have In Common?
Thank you class.
I am glad all of us here,
Have agreed to take pictures of ourselves,
As an assigment.
Take a good look at each picture.
Now...
Pass your picture to your classmate.
Everyone do this quickly please.
No laughing.
Now...
With the scissors,
Cut away everything you see...
We all have that is common and familiar.
'There will leave nothing left to our pictures.'
Would you repeated that, Jack.
'There will leave nothing left to our pictures.'
Saying what?
'We all have the same thing in common.'
So what has happened to the picture?
'There is no picture.
There is nothing left to see.'
So what do we all have in common?
'Nothing! '
Well...uh...well...er um...
You've missed my point,
Entirely!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Chewing Gum (Fun Poem 46)
I enjoy chewing gum
it takes my mind off cigarettes,
but because I have false teeth.
(I lost the real ones years ago)
Chewing gum become like chewing super glue.
When it sticks, boy does it stick.
You stand in the bathroom
completely and utterly gummy
scraping the gum of your dentures.
So now, my motto is
if you have dentures
suck on a hard-boiled sweet,
they don’t stick to your teeth.
poem by David Harris
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To Sheila
Twilight fades
Through blistered avalon
The skys cruel torch
On arching autobahn
Into the uncertain divine
We scream into the last divine
You make me real
You make me real
Strong as I feel
You make me real
Sheila rides on crashing nightingale
Intake eyes leave passing vapor trails
With blushing brilliance alive
Because its time to arrive
You make me real
You make me real
Strong as I feel
You make me real
Lately I just cant seem to believe
Discard my friends to change the scenery
It meant the wrold to hold a bruising faith
But now its just a matter of grace
A summer storm graces all of me
Highway warm sing silent poetry
I could bring you the light
And take you home into the night
You make me real
Lately I just cant seem to believe
You make me real
Discard my friends to change the scenery
Strong as I feel
It meant the wrold to hold a bruising faith
You make me real
But now its just a matter of grace
song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins
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I'm not comfortable with just entertaining. Although I like entertaining, I also like bringing forward the truth of our times as minstrels used to in the old days.
quote by Serj Tankian
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I don't like to be entertaining. I don't like the feeling of being entertaining. If there was a musical or a comedy that was not just for entertainment but was rooted in something I could relate to on a real level, then I think I would do it.
quote by Ryan Gosling
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A Descriptive Poem on the Silvery Tay
Beautiful silvery Tay,
With your landscapes, so lovely and gay,
Along each side of your waters, to Perth all the way;
No other river in the world has got scenery more fine,
Only I am told the beautiful Rhine,
Near to Wormit Bay, it seems very fine,
Where the Railway Bridge is towering above its waters sublime,
And the beautiful ship Mars,
With her Juvenile Tare,
Both lively and gay,
Does carelessly lie By night and by day,
In the beautiful Bay
Of the silvery Tay.
Beautiful, beautiful silvery Tay,
Thy scenery is enchanting on a fine summer day,
Near by Balnerino it is beautiful to behold,
When the trees are in full bloom and the cornfields seems like gold -
And nature's face seems gay,
And the lambkins they do play,
And the humming bee is on the wing,
It is enough to make one sing,
While they carelessly do stray,
Along the beautiful banks of the silvery Tay,
Beautiful silvery Tay,
Rolling smoothly on your way,
Near by Newport, as clear as the day,
Thy scenery around is charming I'll be bound...
And would make the heart of any one feel light and gay on a fine summer day,
To view the beautiful scenery along the banks of the silvery Tay.
poem by William Topaz McGonagall
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Entertaining illusions
Entertaining illusions
~
Sleep deprived I twist and turn
While thoughts play upon my heart
Like a string quartet in symphony
Playing me into the night I follow
Picturing and hearing new sensations
Which burn my skin unbound with desire
I am at a loss to understand or comprehend
These landscape pictures I now witness
Into the night and the dark about me
I stare intent and transfixed
Upon the portrait of imagination
I now hear whispers talk of dreams
As though a madness has descended
I am sleepless and alive with thought
Almost controlling my dreams at a touch
Yet still only paying witness to them
I am here alone amid a silence
While wind howls beyond the window
And inside blinded by the night
I lay awake entertaining illusions
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Sadie Hawkins Dance
What a night it could be
You and me
A Sadie Hawkins Dance and beautiful scenery
Candles lit tonight
Sensuality and sentimentality all around
Fast song or slow ballad
Let's make this night wonderful tonight
We might rest and drink strawberry shakes
Or let our feet have a rest
But let's have faith we'll have more memories to make
This probably feels like a dream come true or a fairy tale
All complete with a nightingale
I'm happy you haven't become a wallflower
Especially around me
Let's breathe in the night
Let's gaze at the scenery
Let's have a few laughs and smiles
Because with you, you make tonight worthwhile
And I have no regrets
And in the end
This was all worth it
poem by Justin Gildow
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Our Cow
Down by the slipralls stands our cow
Chewing, chewing, chewing,
She does not care what folks out there
In the great, big world are doing.
She sees the small cloud-shadows pass
And green grass shining under.
If she does think, what does she think
About it all, I wonder?
She sees the swallows skimming by
Above the sweet young clover,
The light reeds swaying in the wind
And tall trees bending over.
Far down the track she hears the crack
of bullock-whips, and raving
Of angry men where, in the sun,
Her fellow-beasts are slaving.
Girls, we are told, can scratch and scold,
And boys will fight and wrangle,
And big, grown men, just now and then,
Fret o'er some fingle-fangle,
Vexing the earth with grief or mirth,
Longing, rejoicing, rueing -
But by the slipralls stands our cow,
Chewing.
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Communication
Light beams from outer space
Drifting to your satellite
Your dish responds
Communication disinformation
So entertaining
Blood money blood money
Its wild in here
Theres a girl on the floor
Shes gonna blow this place apart
Gonna take us all
All away
Communication disinformation
So entertaining
Blood money blood money
Its wild out here
You should see the light
]from the crown of the king
The king of the night
Spinning metal blue satellite
Your dish responds
Communication disinformation
So entertaining
Blood money blood money
Its wild out here
Situations alright
Gonna keep up the lies
And our version of life
I wont leave this dirty place
Ill stay here til the end
The lights are on
So action man
Show us the truth
Communication disinformation
So entertaining
Blood money blood money
Theres a war out here
Theres a bomb on the floor
Gonna blow this place apart
Gonna take this show away
song performed by by INXS
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Pictures In My Mind
Sweet nighttime pictures in my mind
have made it hard to sleep.
Can't I change them into dreams,
the kind I want to keep?
They've got me wide-awake in bed
wondering why they're here?
I should be sleeping soundlessly
but they just won't disappear.
Pictures of dancing and sweet romancing,
things that are no longer around,
I need to stop these pictures
and keep my feet on the ground.
Pictures of moonbeams shining
with a glow that warms my heart,
I close my eyes and I see you
and now my eyes start to smart.
The pictures become too blurry
for tears have formed in my eyes.
I wipe them and look for the pictures.
They're gone and I realize
that they were pictures of younger days
when all we ever knew
was passion and sweet embraces.
These were pictures of me and you.
And so as I lie here next to you
and wait for sleep to come,
I content myself with these scenes I've had
for I remember where they're from.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Do not roast baobab kernels and leave those who have teeth chewing.
Entertaining Torture
Such entertaining faerytales
Such enthralling fantasies
I humor myself with stories of you and me
I humor myself with the make believe
I know how you feel
Do you know about me?
I doubt it.
Such entertaining daydreams.
Such enthralling hopes.
I don’t fall.
I simply hover in the air.
Waiting for the signal to let go
Waiting for someone to be there
Laughing with you is fun
Talking with you is fun
There are no mixed signals
I just read too much
One too many romance novels
A love story watched so much
I taunt myself with thoughts of you and me
I taunt myself with ‘maybe’
‘Almost’
Because almost always makes everything better
Doesn’t it?
Please say it does.
Please…
Please
poem by Vanessa Kingsley
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