Who picks your clothes - Stevie Wonder?
quote by Don Rickles
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The washing monster
The washing monster
How it grows
It's fed well
On our dirty clothes
Relentlessly
We do attack
But by the next day
It's grown back
He has a friend
That's equally vile
It calls itself
The ironing pile
poem by Stevie Taite
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To Wake Up In A Time Where There Is Love
*'When will there be a time to love? '
Stevie Wonder wants to know.
No one arrived here,
Without the making of love.
Whomever disputes this...
To present it opposed and suspiciously denied,
Has more than denial on their unbelieving minds.
They also have a limited point of view and life,
Lived!
The time to give and manifest love is now.
Even if the acceptance of it is regarded as art.
Love has to start,
To be shown and expressed.
With the elimination of every disorder manmade,
On Earth reversed.
To witness the glowing of pride.
And thirsting to be released from mental stagnation.
'When will there be a time to love? '
Stevie Wonder wants to know.
And so do I.
I want to feel and know what it is like,
To wake up in a time where there is love.
Without the persistent wishes of an imagination.
I have got to witness this!
Note:
*'When Will There Be A Time To Love'
is a 'wonder'ful composition performed,
produced and written...
By Stevie Wonder
'Thank you, Stevie'
~lsp~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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picks up attitude;
rejects, vagabonds alike;
picks up a guitar
haiku by Chris Gardner
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Stevie D Jimmy And Melodie
Melodie adores Stevie D,
she compliments his style of dress to a T.
She has the memory of going to City Place
Stevie goes on the Improv comedy stage
Stevie does comedy and entertains.
Melodie laughs with Jimmy Dean,
it is one funniest acts they have ever seen!
Then Jimmy is next to go on stage,
his act is funny it's all the rage.
Melodie is then to be seen,
she is with Razel puppet and me.
Lighters light up in the air,
wild whistling everywhere,
Razel yells without a care,
'You know why I have no pupils? '
right before Melodie can jump in-
Razel has finished her line and committed the sin.
People are shocked and begin to talk.
Lights go out and Razel starts to shout,
I bow with the girls before I walk out.
What a time in 2005, where the Improv Stage comes alive.
Sharing the stage with Stevie D, Jimmy, Razel and Melodie.
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Fingertips Part 1 & 2
Fingertips Part 1 & 2 6:24 Trk 2
(Clarence Paul and Henry 'Hank' Cosby)
Little Stevie Wonder (Steveland
Fingertips Part 2 -Pop Chart #1 June 22, 1963
Recorded: Live at The Regal Theatre Chicago
Tamla (Motown) Records #54080
Album: Stevie Wonder Early Classics
Spectrum CD 544211-2
Part 1: (bongo drum background)
'Yeah'
'Yeah'
Spoken:
Ladies and gentlemen, now I'm going to do a song
taken from my album, 'The Jazz Soul of Little Stevie'
The name of the song is called, umm, 'Fingertips'.
Now, I want ya to clap yo' hand, come on.
Come on!
Yeah!
Stomp yo' feet
Jump up and down, do anything that you wanna do!
Yeah!
Yeah!
<
Ev'rybody say, 'Yeah'
(Yeah, yeah!)
Say, yeah!
(Yeah!)
Say, yeah
(Yeah!)
Yeah?
(Yeah!)
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
(instrumental & harmonica)
Just a little bit-a so-whoa-whoa-whoa-oh-oul
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Clap your hands, just a little bit louder
Clap your hands, just a little bit louder
(harmonica & instrumental)
Stevie sings:
I know that ev'rybody had, yeah
Ev'rybody have a good time
So, if you want me to
If you want me to
I'm gonna swing a-song
Yeah, just-a one mo' time
Be sure I'll come back
Just-a one more time
Will I come back
So, good-bye
(harmonica)
Announcer spoken:
How about it?
Let's hear it for him, huh?
Little Stevie Wonder
Take a bow, Stevie
(instrumental)
(harmonica)
(piano)
Unk crowd woman: 'Yeah!, Harry, get down!'
Band member: (What key? What key?)
Other band member: (Been tellin' you)
Band member: (You been tellin' me, what?)
(instrumental)
(drums)
Stevie: Hey!
Come on!
Well, good-bye, good-bye
A-good-bye, good-bye
Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye
I'm gonna go, yeah
I'm gonna go, yeah
Let's just swing it one more time!
(instrumental and harmonica to end)
Announcer:
'How 'bout it?'
'Go ahead an shake this up for me real good'
'Stevie Wonder.'
~
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Jahan's Special Place
The water splashes round you
You balance on your heal
A half a smile upon your face
How does the water feel?
Your clothes are cream and comfortable
Your form blends with the spray
I see your hem is dampened
Will it dry soon on this day?
You shared with us your river
And the memories it finds
Your prose made waters flow right through
The image in my mind.
x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x
poem by Stevie Taite
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Just Good Friends
[Stevie]
Na Na Na-Na Na Na Na Nah!
[Michael]
Hoo Hoo!
Dancin'-Hee!
Doggone Lover!
[Stevie]
C'mon Boy
[Michael]
I Watched You On The Floor
Cheek To Cheek
She's Getting To You
You Didn't See-Her Eyes On
Me-No
She Looked Right Through You
(Before You Make)
Before You Make
(A Big Mistake)
Remember
That Looks Can Fool You
Babe
song performed by by Michael Jackson from Bad
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Stevie D, Jimmy Dean And Melodie
Melodie likes Stevie D,
she compliments him to a T.
She has the memory of
going to Place in the City.
Stevie goes on
the Improv stage,
to do comedy and entertain.
Melodie laughs with Jimmie,
Jimmie Dean,
it is one funniest acts
they have ever seen.
Then Jimmie is next
to go on stage,
his act too
is all the rage.
Melodie is then to be seen,
she is with Razel puppet and me.
Lighters light up in the air,
whistling everywhere,
Razel yells without a care,
“You know why I
have no pupils? ”
Before Melodie can jump in,
Razel has finished her line,
and committed the sin.
People are shocked and
begin to talk.
Lights go out
and I bow
to the shouts.
What a time in 2005,
sharing Improv Stage
with Stevie D, Jimmy Dean,
Razel and Melodie!
Written on March 20,2011
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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This damn television
(This is a fictional poem)
I hate this damn television that my wife just bought.
When I ask people if I'm intelligent, they say I'm not.
This TV only picks up one channel and that really blows.
It only has one program that's about washing clothes.
This one show is irritating and it's starting to make me fume.
Why did my wife put this damn television in the laundry room?
poem by Randy Johnson
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Comparison
A bird can live anywhere.
It doesn't worry about rent.
Finds a tree. Picks one out.
Never feels that its without.
A man can't live anywhere
and worries about his rent.
Finds a house. Picks one out.
Loses his job and is left to shout
Now what?
poem by Edwina Reizer
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The clothes back in those days were made so much better than clothes are today. They actually took time to make clothes to fit a woman's body. Today they make clothes that fit sizes, so it stretches to fit this and that.
quote by Debbie Allen
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Ode To the Song; Ribbon in the Sky
There is a ribbon in the sky.
That ribbon in the sky sure can fly.
The stars and moon can be seen from up above.
Don’t you know there is always God’s love.
Has there been a song written about a ribbon in the sky?
An answer to that question is yes, I can not tell a lie.
The them of the song was about a love that goes on an on.
‘Ribbon in the Sky’ is the name of a Stevie Wonder song.
This poem was inspired by the song: ‘Ribbon in the Sky’ by Stevie Wonder.
poem by Nichole Kaci McKnight
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Gun Play One
Gunplay 1
They don´t have guns in heaven only tooth picks,
but god has got a golden gun, given to him by
the producer of James Bond movies.
He toys with it just for fun when newcomers
arrive, but most of the time the gun is on top
of the bible he wrote once upon a time.
Not that he has copyright, he will be the first
to tell you, but with the help of strange people
who insisted he had spoken to them.
Sometimes when god is alone he put the gun
to his temple and…click... nothing happens
it is all in jest or is it? Infinity can be a burden.
Now, if you wonder about the tooth picks,
angels like to welcome you with a bright smile.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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As the Wind Blows...
As the wind blows in the
moment so blue
i say my last goodbyes to you
i let go of all my fears
i let fall all my tears
as the wind picks up
i look in the sky
as the wind picks up
i waves goodbye
so as the wind blows
in the moments so blue
i say my last goodbyes to you...
poem by Eilena Sharpe
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I'm a former hippie, so clothes are important to me - your clothes defined you in that period. I guess clothes still defines people. But, I change a lot. I'm in my Brooks Brothers period now.
quote by John Hughes
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I think that fashion can be a lot of fun. I love clothes, but I recognize that it should only be a hobby. Some clothes that are more design-based look better on women with figures like wire hangers, because that's the nature of the design. I won't wear those clothes.
quote by Anne Hathaway
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My Father, With His Arthritic Hands
My father, with his arthritic hands
Closes his door, picks up the bow
Tucks the bit under his chin
Tunes it real low
My father can compete with the world's best bands
My father plays the violin.
His eyes are dim but the notes are clear
His hearing is faulty but we can hear
The songs that pour out from within
People outside stop to listen
When my father plays the violin.
He opens up another world
Far from stress and pain
I become a child again
As without a word
He picks up the bow, tunes it real low
My father plays the violin.
My father with his arthritic hands
Holds a magnifying glass to his eyes to read
He sits out there under the clear blue skies
Now that he can hardly walk
(Luckily my sisters are there when he needs to talk) .
And when its dusk and he enters within
Then with his arthritic hands
Father picks up his violin.
poem by Rani Turton
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Animals in Clothes
Animals in clothes I see
Driving cars or sipping tea
Animals in clothes I see
But they don't know what they are
These animals that drive a car?
Dress in clothes?
Sip the tea?
Just like you
Just like me
Very clever animals they'd be!
But they don't know what they are
These animals that drive a car
Dress in clothes
Sip the tea
Just like you
Just like me
So truly stupid animals they be
Not to realize what they are
Just because they drive a car
Sip the tea
Just like you
Just like me
Oh what stupid things we be
Not to realize what we are
Just because we drive a car
Dress in clothes
Sip the tea
So g-r-a-c-i-o-u-s-l-y!
You and Me
Oh what stupid things we are
Not to realize what we be
Animals that drive a car
Dress in clothes
Sip the tea
You and me
For if Mr Piggy had our brain
Ten fingers
Clothes, and a name
Wouldn't he be just the same?
1986
poem by Egal Bohen
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I think women are concerned too much with their clothes. Men don't really care that much about women's clothes. If they like a girl, chances are they'll like her clothes.
quote by Hedy Lamarr
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The Foot-Hill Resort
Assembled in the parlor
Of the place of last resort,
The smiler and the snarler
And the guests of every sort
The elocution chap
With rhetoric on tap;
The mimic and the funny dog;
The social sponge; the money-hog;
Vulgarian and dude;
And the prude;
The adiposing dame
With pimply face aflame;
The kitten-playful virgin
Vergin' on to fifty years;
The solemn-looking sturgeon
Of a firm of auctioneers;
The widower flirtatious;
The widow all too gracious;
The man with a proboscis and a sepulcher beneath.
One assassin picks the banjo, and another picks his teeth.
poem by Ambrose Bierce
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