If they do something like that, maybe a Freddy Krueger fan, a girl, a really sick goth girl starts killing kids herself and Freddy has to put a stop to it, or they have to fight it out.
quote by Robert Englund
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Freddy, My Love
Freddy, my love
Sung by:cindy bullens/grease soundtrack
Freddy my love, I miss you more than words can say
Freddy my love, please keep in touch while youre away
Hearing from you can make the day so much better
Getting a soother or maybe a letter
I really flipped over the gray cashmere sweater
Freddy my love, freddy my love, freddy my love freddy my love
Freddy you know your absence makes me feel so blue (so blue)
Thats okay though your presents make me think of you
My ma would have a heart attack when she catches
Those pedal pushers with the black leather patches
Oh how I wish I had a jacket that matches
Freddy my love, freddy my love, freddy my love, freddy my love
Dont keep your letters for I grill to every line
Your spellings kinda crumby but honey so is mine
I treasure every gifty
The ring is real nifty
You said it cost you fifty so your thrifty I dont mind
Freddy you see youll hold me in your arms one day
(freddy my love)
And Ill be wearing your lacy lingerie (freddy I know)
Thinking about it my heart pounds already
Knowing when you come home about to go steady
And through your service pay around like confetti
Freddy my love, freddy my love, freddy my love, freddy my love
Freddy my love, freddy my love, freddy my love, freddy my love
Freddy my love, freddy my love, freddy my love, freddy my love
Freddy my love, freddy my love, freddy my love, freddy my love
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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Dark Little Goth Girl
Dark Little Goth Girl
What have you become?
You used to be so strong
But now you get pushed around
Dark Little Goth Girl
Why do you cry so much when you're alone?
You used to like the darkness so much when you were at home
Dark Little Goth Girl
Why did you fall in love?
You used to be so beautiful with your hair black as night
But now look at it- brown in the shadows and red in the daylight
Dark Little Goth Girl
Why don't you wear black anymore?
You used to look so marble with your skin so pale
I can't look at what you call color now
Dark Little Goth Girl
Where did you go?
Now i can't stand this girl who's going to all your shows
Dark Little Goth Girl
Please come back
I don't like this girl with glitter on her bag
Dark Little Goth Girl
poem by Shaughnessy Turner
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Freddy The Frog
Freddy was once a toad
He hopped too often in the road
Along came a car
Sent Freddy flying far
Now Freddy's not a toad, but a star!
poem by Donna Nimmo
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Freddy Sez
Bang the pan slowly, for Freddy is dead.
Grasp the spoon firmly in hand.
Aim for the Shamrock that graces the pot
That for years Freddy used at home stands
Retire the signs so colorfully made
That he used to urge his Yankees on.
Sheppard is dead, Steinbrenner’s gone
Freddy Sez follows behind.
From the time he retired till the day that he died
He faithfully followed his team.
He outlasted the House Ruth brought in being
A twenty eighth win was his dream.
He wandered the stands from bleachers to field
With the pan and his colorful signs
Has any among us not handled the spoon?
Will anyone bid him goodbye?
Freddy Schulman 'Freddy Sez' passed on 10/17/2010. He was a fixture at Yankee home games from 1988-2010
He left us on a travel day.
poem by John F. McCullagh
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The last time we had Freddy in reality was part two and Freddy sort of went out on his own.
quote by Robert Englund
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Saturday, the 14th
Nancy left her car key in the house
And was too scared to go back and fetch it
Freddy Krueger, quiet as a mouse
Was hiding inside, not wishing to beat it
After failing to hot wire the car
She ditched it and walked fast across Elm street
For a cactus juice she dropped into a bar
But after taking a sip, she had cold feet
With heavy breathing behind, she smelled a rat
When she turned around, there was no one in sight
A familiar razor sharp hand gave her a pat
She woke up in her car, waiting for a green light
The red light lingered, and she thought 'That's all I need'
She was puzzled to see it turning ebony black
The car started to run, reaching breathtaking speed
Freddy, her backseat driver, was launching an attack
poem by Aram Stefanian
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Soldier Freddy
Soldier Freddy
was never ready,
But! Soldier Neddy,
unlike Freddy
Was always ready
and steady,
That's why,
When Soldier Neddy
Is-outside-Buckingham-Palace-on-guard-in -the-pouring-wind-and-rain-being-steady-and-ready ,
Freddy
is home in beddy.
poem by Spike Milligan
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Freddy
Nobody knows what I feel about Freddy
I cannot make anyone understand
I love him sub specie aet ernitaties
I love him out of hand.
I don't love him so much in the restaurants that's a fact
To get him hobnob with my old pub chums needs too much tact
He don't love them and they don't love him
In the pub lub lights they say Freddy very dim.
But get him alone on the open saltings
Where the sea licks up to the fen
He is his and my own heart's best
World without end ahem.
People who say we ought to get married ought to get
smacked:
Why should we do it when we can't afford it and have
ourselves whacked?
Thank you kind friends and relations thank you,
We do very well as we do.
Oh what do I care for the pub lub lights
And the friends I love so well-
There's more in the way I feel about Freddy
Than a friend cal tell.
But all the same I don't care much for his meelyoo I mean
I don't anheimate mich in the ha-ha well-off suburban scene
Where men are few and hearts go tumptytum
In the tennis club lub lights poet very dumb.
But there never was a boy like Freddy
For a haystack's ivory tower of bliss
Where speaking sub specie humanitatis
Freddy and me can kiss.
Exhiled from his meelyoo
Exhiled from mine
There's all Tom Tiddler's time pocket
For his love and mine.
poem by Stevie Smith
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I would say I think Jason is going to lose and Freddy will win. I don't know why. I just feel that Freddy is more maniacal and thinks more than Jason does.
quote by Monica Keena
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Freeloader Freddy
Freeloader freddy got a cold chevy nova
Where he got the papers-dont know.
Got a line on sweet act, sheer heart attack
Were sticking close to the floor
Refrain:
How you feel, all right now
Im king of the road
How you feel, red lights fading
King for an hour, I need another.
Freeloader freddy knows all the ladies
Standing on the corner downtown.
Doing lines off the dash, own private stash
Oh, the word is getting around.
Refrain
Im taking my time making it mine
Ive got some people to see.
And you want to play, you got to pay,
Yesterday it used to be free.
Refrain
Assorted ad libs:
Its all right, come on babe,
Freeloader freddy, oh yeah
Ooh ooh ooh
Some words are definately wrong!
song performed by by Fastball
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I have a girl
I have a girl
~
I have a girl, a good one
a girl who looks after me
a girl with a winning smile
a girl who makes me laugh
a girl who is beautiful
a girl who is kind and strong
I have a girl who ticks boxes
a girl who is something special
a girl who is loving
a girl who has great patience
a girl I'm lucky to know
a girl you'd dream about
I have a girl I'd fight for
a girl who makes me think
a girl who feeds me
a girl I'd write poetry for
I have a girl, a good one
a girl I wouldn't swap for the world
poem by Matthew Holloway
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I wanna a girl..!
I wanna a girl,
A girl with Brave Heart,
A girl with an Winning Smile,
A girl who will make me laugh,
A girl who is beautiful,
A girl who is Kind And Strong.
I wanna A girl, A good one,
A girl who don't struts,
A girl who don't fuss,
A girl who's not a bling - bling,
A girl who will stand with me
A girl who will make my Heart Race
I wanna a girl,
A girl who is something special,
A girl who is loving,
A girl with great patience,
A girl I would be lucky to know,
A girl you'd dream About.
I wanna a girl,
A girl who will be my Kryptonite,
I want a girl I'd fight for,
A girl who makes me think,
A girl who feeds me,
A girl who will look After me,
A girl I'd write poetry for.
poem by Vishnu Gupta
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John and Freddy
JOHN courted lovely MARY ANN,
So likewise did his brother, FREDDY.
FRED was a very soft young man,
While JOHN, though quick, was most unsteady.
FRED was a graceful kind of youth,
But JOHN was very much the strongest.
"Oh, dance away," said she, "in truth,
I'll marry him who dances longest."
JOHN tries the maiden's taste to strike
With gay, grotesque, outrageous dresses,
And dances comically, like
CLODOCHE AND Co., at the Princess's.
But FREDDY tries another style,
He knows some graceful steps and does 'em -
A breathing Poem - Woman's smile -
A man all poesy and buzzem.
Now FREDDY'S operatic PAS -
Now JOHNNY'S hornpipe seems entrapping:
Now FREDDY'S graceful ENTRECHATS -
Now JOHNNY'S skilful "cellar-flapping."
For many hours - for many days -
For many weeks performed each brother,
For each was active in his ways,
And neither would give in to t'other.
After a month of this, they say
(The maid was getting bored and moody)
A wandering curate passed that way
And talked a lot of goody-goody.
"Oh my," said he, with solemn frown,
"I tremble for each dancing FRATER,
Like unregenerated clown
And harlequin at some the-ayter."
He showed that men, in dancing, do
Both impiously and absurdly,
And proved his proposition true,
With Firstly, Secondly, and Thirdly.
For months both JOHN and FREDDY danced,
The curate's protests little heeding;
For months the curate's words enhanced
The sinfulness of their proceeding.
At length they bowed to Nature's rule -
Their steps grew feeble and unsteady,
Till FREDDY fainted on a stool,
And JOHNNY on the top of FREDDY.
"Decide!" quoth they, "let him be named,
Who henceforth as his wife may rank you."
"I've changed my views," the maiden said,
"I only marry curates, thank you!"
Says FREDDY, "Here is goings on!
To bust myself with rage I'm ready."
"I'll be a curate!" whispers JOHN -
"And I," exclaimed poetic FREDDY.
But while they read for it, these chaps,
The curate booked the maiden bonny -
And when she's buried him, perhaps,
She'll marry FREDERICK or JOHNNY.
poem by William Schwenck Gilbert
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Cold Sweat
Girl you're kinda freaky
got something bout your smile
and when you bounce it up and down
I can't believe my eyes I got to give respect
cos you know how to tease
keep on walking I'll keep talkin'
you would not believe what I would do
BRIDGE:
With a girl like you
keep your body rockin'
I ain't gonna stop I just want you
and you know it's shockin' when you rock it
I'm a sick sick man cos
CHORUS
Girl I get dat cold sweat
creepin' up on me
I ache when you shake it
Girl I'm just a freak
Yeah
song performed by by Five
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x Yes I am that girl x
I am that girl who is wanted
I am that girl who understands people
I am that girl who tells the truth
I am that girl who you can tell your secrets to
I am that girl whose heart has been broken
I am that girl who finishes fights
I am that girl who still studies her books
I am that girl who is a typical teenager
I am that girl who liver in west London
I am that girl who’s always friendly
I am that girl who will fight for her rights
I am that girl who has planned her life
I am that girl who respects everyone for who they are
I am that girl who will tell you it how it is
I am that girl who makes her own decisions
I am that girl who regrets things
I am that girl who wanted to still be with you today
I am that girl who still day dreams about you
I am that girl who you can turn to
I am that girl who will regret loving you
I am that girl who has always protected you
I am that girl who will give you advice
I am that girl whose heart has been broken by you
I am that girl who once wanted you
I am that girl who once needed you
I am that girl who once was dreaming of you
I am that girl who was once speaking about you
I am that girl who has dreams about you
I am that girl who you can call when you’re feeling down
I am that girl who wants you back in her live
I am that girl who once wanted to give her love away to you
I am that girl who once thought you was her everything
poem by Lisa Anderson
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Who Would Cry...?
Who would cry for the little girl,
When she tries to fall asleep?
Who would cry for the little girl,
When she always weeps?
Who would cry for the little girl,
When she doesn’t know if she is in need?
Who would cry for the little girl,
When her heart intends to bleed?
Who would cry for the little girl,
When she felt like she is dying?
Who would cry for the little girl,
Who can’t stop herself from crying?
Who would cry for the little girl,
Who knew well guilt and shame?
Who would cry for the little girl,
Who tries and tries and tries again?
Who would cry for the little girl,
Who does know what is in her to be?
Who would cry for the little girl,
Who would cry for me? ? ?
poem by Top Notch Glamorous Thick Chick
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Razel Sings The Blues
At audio studio in the spring,
Razel and Melodie
do their thing,
Razel is the crazy voice,
talking of her past lives,
where she has no choice.
Melodie counsels her
and makes sure
she is alright,
Freddy haunts Razel
in the dark of the night.
Razel ends up in a mental ward,
Chucky her friend
ends up on the floor—
For Freddy wants revenge,
stops Razel from having friends,
but this is not how it ends.
Razel wins and Melodie is proud,
Razel lived her life out loud.
She makes her mark
as the evilest of all,
Freddy reverts to a bunny
has to beg and crawl.
Now Razel has her own
Rock n Roll band,
She rocks out across
the land.
Singing songs of her life
so evil & grand.
Written by Christina Sunrise on March 31,2011
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Baby Youuuu
BABY YOUUU
Baby girl you make me feel alright; make love in the morning and love in the night
Baby girl you make me feel just right; food pon my plate 24hrs a day that's right
Baby girl I'm gonna keep loving you if it's alright; no need to fuss no need to fight
Baby youuuu
Baby girl how can I ever stop loving you? Our love is so real and true
Baby girl it's only about the kids me and you; I wana spend my life with you
Don't need no other girl you don't need another man I was made to be yours and you my boo
Baby youuuu
Baby girl let's take a minute and think, think about the future
Baby girl I really wana give you that other daughter
Hope it's not a problem but I wana get married to you in the near future
Baby youuuu
Baby girl you are part of my heart mind body and soul
Baby girl with you I wana grow so so old and watch our kids grow
Baby girl I just love watching our love flow …….
Baby youuuu
poem by Gerry Mark
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Who Will Cry For The Little Girl?
Who will cry for the little girl
the little girl that sleeps
Who will cry for the little girl
the little girl that weeps
Who will cry for the little girl
the little girl that will soon be grown
Who will cry for the little
the little girl who can't make it on her own
Who will cry for the little girl
the little girl who sits and stands
Who will cry for the little girl
the little girl who watches life in her hands
Who will cry for the little girl
the little girl that gives
Who will cry for the little girl
the little girl that lives
Who will cry for the little girl
the little girl that sleeps
Who will cry for the little girl
the little girl inside of me
Who will cry for the little girl
the little girl who used to be ME! !
poem by Shaneka Taylor
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Who Am I
I am an independent and unbreakable girl.
I am a dreamer.
I am a girl with hope.
I am a girl who never gives up.
I am a girl who never stops trying.
I am a girl who believes in me not in peer pressure.
I am a girl who never stop thinking of how the future going to be,
And of how the past was.
I am an intelligent girl.
I am a believer.
I am an incredible girl.
I am a girl who knows what life means and how it can be sometimes.
I am a girl who proud to be herself.
I am a girl who knows where she came from, where she is and where she's going.
I am a pleasant girl that always happy with what I got.
I am a girl who never tries to be someone I'm not.
I am a patient girl.
I am a girl who's looking forward to survive life.
I am me, wheter I'm pretty or ugly and will always be me.
I am an independent girl and unbreakable, and there is no reason for me to be forgettable of my personalities.
poem by Francesca Paul
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