Cleaning your house while your kids are still growing up is like shoveling the walk before it stops snowing.
quote by Phyllis Diller
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A House Of Joy!
A house full of just played toys, ,
Just fed bowls, just torn papers,
Newly added drawing to the walls,
What a pleasure to the eyes and souls,
The kids are there in that house,
Growing as inquisitive as they have to be,
Let them play in their own house,
Don't control them in the name of rules,
Young mothers, don't toil too hard to please,
All the notorious oldies of the world,
Teach your children the morals and to be bold,
Enjoy your life with your children and husband,
Unkempt house is not an eyesore,
When the kids are growing to be old,
Unkempt heatt is a real curse,
When the old and young comfortable with.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Scrub, Scrub, Rub-a dub dub
Scrub, scrub, rub-a-dub, dub
cleaning is such a chore.
Scrub, scrub, rub-a-dub, dub
cleaning's such a bore.
Washing, dusting every day,
seems there is no end.
I know that when I'm finished
it will start all over again.
Windows, floors and kitchen sinks
just can't seem to stay clean.
The kids go out. The kids come in
and there's the same old scene.
Wash the clothes. Let them dry.
Put them on to wear.
Before the day is over
there's a spot that wasn't there.
Scrub, scrub, rub-a-dub dub
when will it ever stop?
If I could find those rub-a dub men
I'd gladly give them my mop.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Men Cleaning Women Cannot Abide
My wife said she was going out to shop,
I knew she'd be gone for hours,
So I cleaned the house from bottom to top,
Then went out and bought her some flowers.
On arriving home she asked what's that smell,
I boasted I had just cleaned the house,
With what she said it's like something from Hell,
It stinks like a hundred dead grouse.
By doing the cleaning I thought you'd be flattered,
She said exactly what have you cleaned,
That really left my giant ego shattered,
How dare she leave me feeling demeaned?
The house is filthy what did you use,
I replied the same stuff as you,
She said it's my intelligence you're trying to abuse,
I'll now have to start cleaning anew.
What have you done to my kitchen floor?
You've got it full of stellar streaks,
The worktops are scratched like an old barn door,
My mop bucket's now full of leaks.
The toilet is filthy I said no it's not,
She said look at the state of the pan,
You've left enough stains to play dot to dot,
As for cleaning you're now on a ban.
She'll be so impressed she'll be singing,
That's what I honestly thought,
Now she's saying I've got the house minging,
Remember good cleaners cannot be bought.
I walked away totally deluded and sad,
It's moan if we don't then moan if we do,
If they had a self- cleaning house they'd still go mad,
I'm going down to the pub for a brew.
The moral of my story affects far more than me,
It's a problem that is truly worldwide,
It's a sexist thing I'm sure all males would agree,
‘' Men Cleaning, Women Cannot Abide ‘'
‘' They think we do it deliberately''
Cleaning House
I have this relationship
with cleaning my house
meticulously
everyday;
work
that is never done.
I have this relationship
with cleaning my house
which is poorly
understood.
All around seem oblivious
to the work
involved
in this home environment
and like despoilers-
clothes get strewn
and dishes left-
for the cleaner of the house;
because I,
unlike them,
can't bear to see my self esteem
cluttered like that
every day
with dirt and dust.
I then take the cloth
and clean what is precious to me.
.
I have this relationship with my house
which even in this,
my family
is poorly understood.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Thanks For Christmas
Thanks for christmas,
Thank you for the love and happiness thats snowing down,
All around.
Thanks for christmas,
Thank you for the winter friendliness thats snowing down,
All around the world.
Its nearer,
Childrens eyes shine clearer now,
As they decorate the trees,
All across the seven seas.
Its nearer,
Yule log fires burn clearer now,
In the winters frosty air,
Sing with us and we can share our...
Thanks for christmas,
Thank you for the love and happiness thats snowing down,
All around.
Thanks for christmas,
Thank you for the winter friendliness thats snowing down,
All around the world.
Its dawning,
Santas reindeer yawning now,
All their festive work is done,
Filling houses up with fun.
Its dawning,
Here is christmas morning now,
Greatest day of all the year,
Listen out and you will hear our...
Thanks for christmas,
Thank you for the love and happiness thats snowing down,
All around.
Thanks for christmas,
Thank you for the winter friendliness thats snowing down,
All around the world.
Its such a shame its only one day every year,
Three hundred and sixty-four days full of doubts and fear
Youve been saving your love up,
Let it out,
cause christmas is here.
Thanks for christmas,
Thank you for the love and happiness thats snowing down,
All around.
Thanks for christmas,
Thank you for the winter friendliness thats snowing down,
All around the world.
song performed by by Xtc
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Once your kids get older and get out of the house, it's not like it stops. They're on the phone with me every day; I'm intimately involved in their problems.
quote by Rosanne Cash
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When we were Kids
Remember how we were best friends when we were kids?
We slept over each others’ house, we were two pea in a pod when were kids.
You were my brother and I yours when we were kids.
But now that has all changed we don’t go near one another’s house.
And that pea pod has rotten.
Now as for brothers these days were not even distant cousins.
We were once best friends now we treat each other like enemies all because of the color of our skin.
I miss you as a friend and that is why I wish color did not matter like when we were kids.
The Rock Stops Here
(eric carmen/fred carmen)
(recorded by eric carmen)
Cool 101 / 1986
A dj in cleveland brought some bands to town
When the music got started
They tore the house down
People said everybody just went out of control
Alan freed grabbed a mike and called it rock and roll
They started bandstand in philly back in 55
And elvis rock-a-billy brought memphis alive
L.a. gave us surfers and detroits got soul
But theres only one home of rock and roll
And kids a hundred thousand strong
Burned the phone lines all night long
To send a message loud and clear
In the u.s.a., I said, the rock stops here
The rock stops here
Little richard brought miss molly
The rock stops here
Peggy sues with buddy holly
The rock stops here
Everybodys gettin down
The rock stops here
Oww! here comes the great james brown
The rock stops here
Chuck berrys with maybelline
The rock stops here
Jerry lees pianos screamin
The rock stops here
Elvis singin blue suede shoes
I need a shot of rock-a-billy
With my rhythm and blues
They looked from new york to l.a. to find the spot
Every city in the nation took their very best shot
When the dust all settled, one city stood tall
And they knew who deserved the rock and roll hall
So to prove the facts they already knew
They took a nationwide poll
That made the front page news
When the votes were counted, the results all showed
In cleveland, we eat, sleep and drink rock and roll
Kids a hundred thousand strong
Shouted, put the hall where it belongs
Now heres the message loud and clear
In the u.s.a., you know the rock stops here
I said the rock stops here
Cathys clowns with don and phil
The rock stops here
Fats is up on blueberry hill
The rock stops here
Ray charles shoutin whatd I say
The rock stops here
And sam cooke is twistin the night away
The rock stops here
Elvis doin jailhouse rock
The rock stops here
Chuck berry doin the duck walk
The rock stops here
Little richards singin woooo
I said, wop-bomp-a-loo-bop ba-lomp-bam-boom
Kids a hundred thousand strong
Shouted, put the hall where it belongs
Heres the message loud and clear
In the u.s.a., I said the rock stops here
The rock stops here
Little richard brought miss molly
The rock stops here
Peggy sues with buddy holly
The rock stops here
Everybodys gettin down
The rock stops here
Oww! here comes the great james brown
The rock stops here
Chuck berrys with maybelline
The rock stops here
Jerry lees pianos screamin
The rock stops here
Elvis singin blue suede shoes
I need a shot of rock-a-billy
With my rhythm and blues
I said the rock stops here
Cathys clowns with don and phil
The rock stops here
Fats is up on blueberry hill
The rock stops here
Ray charles shoutin whatd I say
The rock stops here
And sam cooke is twistin the night away
The rock stops here
Elvis doin jailhouse rock
The rock stops here
Chuck berry doin the duck walk
The rock stops here
Little richards singin woooo
I said, wop-bomp-a-loo-bop ba-lomp-bam-boom
I said the rock stops here
Gonna shout it to the nation
The rock stops here
At every radio station
The rock stops here
Say it loud and clear
cause in the u.s.a., you know the rock stops here
song performed by by Eric Carmen
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The clock never stops, never stops, never waits. We're growing old. It's getting late.
I see the kids and I feel like taking them all away to a safe place to hide until the war stops and the hunger stops and El Cua becomes strong enough to give them the care they deserve.
quote by Ben Linder
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My House of Human Skin
Look at me now, no uncouth wife
No mocking kids, no drab sex life
It all seems so immaterial in
My House of Human Skin
The waves of doubt that lapped my shores
Were quashed among the slavish whores
That visited my halls within
My House of Human Skin
I now have cold philosophy
That always comes easy to me
My thoughts will move forever in
My House of Human Skin
I am not God, I am not grace
Though I may have a normal face
I gave up being your kin within
My House of Human Skin
Emotionless, I walk these halls
Don't feel the need to talk no more
I cannot feel at all within
My House of Human Skin
One night some blacked-out faceless men
Took me away, I fought, I rent
But blood and bone were not within
My House of Human Skin
Now I stare at mattressed walls
I can no longer walk the halls
Yet my mind soars on mental wings
Cannot be stopped by trivial things
I've never been confined within
My House of Human Skin
poem by Matt Pocock
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Its Snowing Angels
(guest appearance by the dukes of stratosphear)
Its snowing angels, on my front porch
Take a broom and sweep one in
Im such a lucky guy, such a lucky guy
Even though my shoes have broken
I cant deny my toes
The right to fresh air
And the joy of poking through
Its snowing angels
Hope Ill catch me one
Its snowing angels
By my window
Take a net and fish one in
Im such a lucky guy, such a lucky guy
Even though I got no money
This bear wont be hibernating
Or Id miss the sight of all the honey strolling by
Its snowing angels
Hope Ill catch me one
Im such a lucky guy, such a lucky guy
Even though my shoes have broken
I cant deny my toes
The right to fresh air
And the joy of poking through
Its snowing angels
Hope Ill catch me
Hope Ill catch me
Hope Ill catch me one
song performed by by Xtc
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The Black House On The Corner
I passed by that house everday,
wondering what lurked inside of it,
was their some kind of ancient evil inside,
or a normal family that we never saw,
a house of macarbe,
it was painted black like the devil's sin,
it was surrouned by devilish-looking,
figures that stood outside on the line,
was also surrounded by a black pointed fence,
rumors of the devil himself living there,
the devil in the flesh,
satan living on my street corner,
The black house on the corner,
can't you see it,
you must walk past it everyday to,
dosen't your mind wander,
when you walk by The black house,
don't you to know what lays inside of the house,
maybe a ton of dead bodies under the floor boards,
a madman butcherd up his family,
could that be true,
or are our young minds racing again,
with impure and insane thoughts about,
who or what lives in the black house on the corner,
the black house,
painted with the devil's sin,
We were told to stay away from the black house,
that so many evils lived inside of it,
but us being kids we didn't want to live,
we wanted to see what was inside of the black house on the corner,
But we are to afraid to go forward,
we are to afraid to step through the gate,
and walk up the beaten path to the door bell,
it looks so old and so evil,
The black house on the corner,
we shall never know what evilness,
or what macabre force resides within,
the black house on the corner,
whatever you do,
don't go into the black house on the corner,
stay away from,
the black house on the corner,
it holds so many evils,
the black house on the corner,
poem by Robert Rumery
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The Song Of The Dedicated Househelp
in London
and in Italy
the domestic
housekeeper
(euphemism
for Filipino maid)
sings
her song:
cleaning another
person's house
taking care of
another mother's kids
cooking for
the master
mopping their lawns
dusting their
carpets
wiping their
furniture
washing their
dirty clothes
all for the money
in her home country
her son has become
a drug addict,
her house sinks
in the water
there is no food in
the refrigerator
her husband is living
with another younger
woman
her papa is sick with
cancer
her mama is dead
she sends money
for the casket and
the wake
she prays some more
for her daughter
in school
in London
in Italy
she is not
a human being
in Hongkong
and in Singapore
some of them
become crazy
and kill their
master's kids
(who knows?)
the news headlines
says
Pinoy househelp
hangs herself
in the bathroom
another one jumps
from the 15th floor
crashing to the
ground
like a crushed
watermelon
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The real drug
Television takes away what you could acheive.Newspapers takeaway your sense of what s it all about.Death destruction of our home Earth, people not looking out for each and everyone.Money its not what its all about, Corporate greed is insane, goverment well yeah look out here comes another one[Tax].They say We are here for the people, but never really listening.The laws don t seem to be working/families growing apart where are the kids riding bikes in the park being kids. Television computers videos thats where they are watching the screen not socialising, we are to blame competing with each other.Life is not a dress rehersal Move.Im not saying i have the answer because we cant change corparations and you wont allow thisthe need to have it all stops us.Television Print Radio Is the drug off all nations
poem by Andrew Watson
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Prelude
There's no earthly way of knowing
Which direction we are going
There's no knowing where we're going
Or which way the wind is blowing
Is it raining? is it snowing
Is a hurricane a-blowing
Not a speck of light is showing
So the danger must be growing
Oh, the fires of hell are glowing
Is the grisly reaper mowing
Yes! the danger must be growing
For the rowers keep on rowing
And they're certainly not showing
Any signs that they are slowing!
Stop the boat!
song performed by by Marilyn Manson
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Walking Man
Moving in silent desperation
Keeping an eye on the holy land
A hypothetical destination
Say, who is this waliking man?
Well, the leaves have come to turning
And the goose has gone to fly
And bridges are for buning
So dont you let that yearning
Pass you by
Walking man, walking man walks
Well, any other man stops and talks
But the walking man walks
Well the frost is on the pumpkin
And the hay is in the barn
An pappys come to rambling on
Stumbling around drunk
Down on the farm
And the walking man walks
Doesnt know nothing at all
Any other man stops and talks
But the walking man walks on by
Walk on by
Most everybodys got seed to sow
It aint always easy for a weed to grow, oh no
So he dont hoe the row for no one
Oh for sure hes always missing
And something is never quite right
Ah, but who would want to listen to you
Kissing his existence good night
Walking man walk on by my door
Well, any other man stops and talks
But not the walking man
Hes the walking man
Born to walk
Walk on walking man
Well now, would he have wings to fly
Would he be free
Golden wings against the sky
Walking man, walk on by
So long, walking man, so long
song performed by by James Taylor
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(three Kids Crying)
Mom and dad fighting
With three kids crying
While the house is falling
For this family is there a place for good?
na..
Mom and dad died
When three kids stop crying
When theres no house to see
Nomore pain showing
For there was noway to help
For all these familys there is no hope
There is no help
There is no past or the future
For the time being there is no happyness
But never well be
For three kids
For i seen it coming
With nothing i could do
To stop my mom and dad fighting
poem by nic Leisure
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Our House
Father wears his sunday best
Mothers tired she needs a rest
The kids are playing up downstairs
Sisters sighing in her sleep
Brothers got a date to keep
He cant hang around
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our ...
Our house it has a crowd
Theres always something happening
And its usually quite loud
Our mum shes so house-proud
Nothing ever slows her down
And a mess is not allowed
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our ...
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our ...
Something tells you that youve got to get away from it
Father gets up late for work
Mother has to iron his shirt
Then she sends the kids to school
Sees them off with a small kiss
Shes the one theyre going to miss
In lots of ways
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our ...
I remember way back then when everything was true and when
We would have such a very good time such a fine time
Such a happy time
And I remember how wed play simply waste the day away
Then wed say nothing would come between us two dreamers
Father wears his sunday best
Mothers tired she needs a rest
The kids are playing up downstairs
Sisters sighing in her sleep
Brothers got a date to keep
He cant hang around
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our ...
Our house, was our castle and our keep
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, that was where we used to sleep
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our street
song performed by by Madness
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In school, kids are always trying to fit in with the crowd. Everyone goes through that and feels peer pressure from that. I know I did when I was growing up. I definitely wanted to hang out with the cool kids and tried to be something I'm not.
quote by Joe Jonas
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