Frankly, I think the chances of having a happy childhood while you're still a kid going through it are pretty slim.
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Silly; Human nature: Do You Have A Sister, King?
Do you have a sister
Oh My Royal Mister?
If you do I would come to Your Court,
And would, with her, consent to consort.
If she is pretty and slim, all the better,
But she doesn't need to measure up to the letter.
Yes, slim, rather than fat would be best;
That makes it easier to hold ALL of her to my chest.
It's not that I dislike fat girls; I know they can be nice. And
There are those who would choose MORE meat,
And, at a slim girl, not look twice.
As for my mention of the word 'pretty',
I know there will be those who, on me, may feel pity.
Truth be told "pretty" isn't needed if she is nice, and sweet,
And maybe wealthy and quick-on-her-feet.
So here is my supplication to You, Oh King:
Give me her hand, and
I'll give her the ring.
(Nov.2012)
poem by Bri Edwards
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My Childhood Garden
my childhood garden
my childhood garden
lush and green
it was so happy it made me scream
my joy and hopes
and all my mopes
my childhood garden
my childhood garden
with the ups and downs
when i jumped i could not touch the ground
with my purle ponys
it made it homey
my childhood garden
my childhood garden
flying high
with the little lies
the grass fine
up in the sky my kite
my childhood garden
my childhood garden
now in the past
i now know that it can never last
now as i get taller
it was differnt when i was smaller
my childhood garden
poem by Danielle Eager
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The Norm
The ticking of the clock on the wall
The sound of a car pulling up outside
A cushion on the sofa
The slamming of a car door
Stillness
Me typing on my keyboard
Thoughts in my head
The chance of a plane crashing in to my window
right now is
Very slim to none
The chances of anything out of the ordinary happening
right now
is very slim to none
I carry on waiting...
poem by Nathan Strange
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Outlaw
(coverdale/lord/marsden)
When I left my home
I was not much more than a child,
My mother started crying
She knew that I was born to be wild
cos I was looking for the bright lights of the big city,
A red hot town where the girls are pretty
I took to the highway,
Chasing my dream down the line
Heading out for trouble,
Never finding my peace of mind
cos I been run out of town so many times before
An usually kind of places where I cant go back no more
Outlaw - born outside of the law,
Just another outlaw,
Man on the run will always take chances for fun
I never find it easy trying to keep the feeling alive,
Ive always been a dreamer,
Dreamers find it hard to survive
When theyre living in the bright lights of the big city,
A red hot town where the girls are pretty
Outlaw - born outside of the law,
Just another outlaw,
Man on the run will always take chances for fun
Outlaw - born outside of the law,
Just another outlaw,
Man on the run will always take chances for fun
Outlaw - born outside of the law,
Just another outlaw,
Man on the run will always take chances for fun
Born outside of the law,
Just another outlaw,
Man on the run will always take chances for fun
Outlaw, outlaw,
Man on the run will always take chances for fun
song performed by by Whitesnake
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Wedding Cake Dance
A happy girl
And a happy man
She so happy to be with him
A pretty girl
With a pretty smile
A pretty man
With pretty eyes
He danced with her
Twirled her
They both laughed
Their minds raced with how pretty they were
Atop the wedding cake
They sat and spoke
Sipped on spirits in crystal
Perfectly square
The ice danced
Crisp noise against glass
With the music
Their pretty mouths moved
Then they smiled
He fed her something sweet
He wanted to know the taste of the prettiness that he saw
She wanted him to taste the sweetness
Until She felt it
In her hips
He licked the innocence
In one single kiss
Right off of her lips
She to blush
Next to smile
Then it was over after that
poem by Ana Burnhep
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Polly
Written by: R. D. Davies
Published by: Davray MusicCarlin Music Corp.
Chord file
Polly wouldn't listen to her Mama,
Polly wouldn't listen to her Papa.
She tried to make the swinging city scene,
And now there's not a place that Polly hasn't been.
Polly, pretty pretty Pollyanna,
Pretty pretty Pollyanna,
Pretty Polly Garter
Oh, I think that pretty Polly should have stayed at home.
Pretty Polly, dressed as jolly as can be,
She's so darling, all the fellas do agree,
And half a million people can't be wrong,
Oh, I think that pretty Polly should have stayed at home.
Polly wrote a letter to her Mama,
Polly made confessions to her Papa.
Mummy's proud 'cause Polly's still in chains
She's happy now her baby's coming home again.
Pretty Polly, she learned that life is just a game,
She is sorry, she just had to break the chains.
And Mama knows, 'cause Mama was the same
Oh, she's happy now her baby's coming home again.
Polly, pretty pretty Pollyanna,
Pretty pretty pretty pretty Pollyanna,
Pretty Polly Garter
Oh, Polly, pretty pretty Pollyanna,
Pretty pretty pretty pretty Pollyanna,
Pretty Polly Garter
I think that pretty Polly should have stayed at home.
song performed by by Kinks
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Pretty Polly
Polly wouldnt listen to her mama,
Polly wouldnt listen to her papa.
She tried to make the swinging city scene,
And now theres not a place that polly hasnt been.
Polly, pretty pretty pollyanna,
Pretty pretty pollyanna,
Pretty polly garter
Oh, I think that pretty polly should have stayed at home.
Pretty polly, dressed as jolly as can be,
Shes so darling, all the fellas do agree,
And half a million people cant be wrong,
Oh, I think that pretty polly should have stayed at home.
Polly wrote a letter to her mama,
Polly made confessions to her papa.
Mummys proud cause pollys still in chains
Shes happy now her babys coming home again.
Pretty polly, she learned that life is just a game,
She is sorry, she just had to break the chains.
And mama knows, cause mama was the same
Oh, shes happy now her babys coming home again.
Polly, pretty pretty pollyanna,
Pretty pretty pretty pretty pollyanna,
Pretty polly garter
Oh, polly, pretty pretty pollyanna,
Pretty pretty pretty pretty pollyanna,
Pretty polly garter
I think that pretty polly should have stayed at home.
song performed by by Kinks
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The Wind In The Wires
Wake lady wake
The hills are in flood.
And the road we must take
Is a river of blood.
And the wind in the wires
And your heart like a cup
And Im down in the war
And youve got to get up
For mercys sake
Wake lady wake
Dress lady dress
Put on your (jacket/skull-cap) and boots.
For the (thief/priest) has confessed
And the chase is afoot.
And the hounds are behind
Gunmen around every tree
And if its all in our minds
Well, where else would it be
I suggest
You dress lady, dress
This is the day, this is the day this is,
This is the day, this is, this is the day the day
This is the day
This is the day, this is the day this is,
This is the day the day, this is the day the day
This is the day
Our kingdom will crash
Like a sad piece of trash
(swim lady swim
The whole river across
Though our chances are slim
And were totally lost!
/
Swim lady swim
Lady, dont refuse
Though our chances are slim
And were totally confused!)
There are clues to be found
Oh, and Id ask my peers
But theyre all dumbing down
Until this bad weather clears
Were out on a limb
So swim lady, swim
This is the day, this is the day the day
This is the day, this is the day
This is the day
This is the day, this is the day the day
This is the day, this is the day the day
This is the day
The kingdom will crash
Like an old piece of trash
song performed by by Waterboys
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What a strange dream I had last night
What a strange dream I had last night
with you embracing me
as your darling
and there were magic in your dark brown eyes,
your hair were longer
than you had worn it before
and not in locks
but really pretty
and you were again beautiful
past pretty
and this time
really in love with me
and the place was just as strange
out of our childhood days
and you parking your car
at that place over the Easter weekend,
so as if it just cannot happen
but weirder were our feelings
for each other
and that you were really happy
to find me there
and moreover really in love with me.
poem by Gert Strydom
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The Bandits Of Beverly Hills
The knew the moment their eyes came together
Theyd never need to explain
He was a bandit behind his behavior
She was precisely the same
Laughing and dancing those gay cabralleros
They looked so wild and so free
She likes him a little light on the loafers
But bless his heart, so does he .
Chorus:
And he covers for her and she covers for him
If its wild and they want to they will
But the dangers are real and the chances are slim
And there aint nothing cheap but the thrill
In the badlands of beverly hills.
He had a mustache that made him look macho
And she wore a mole on her cheek
Making the run around rodeo avenue
Dancing boutique to boutique
And the truth is a question with too many answers
And so hard to face on your own
Beauty is only as deep as the skin
Ugly goes clear to the bone.
Chorus:
And he covers for her and she covers for him
If its wild and they want to they will
But the dangers are real and the chances are slim
And there aint nothing cheap but the thrill
In the badlands of beverly hills.
song performed by by Kris Kristofferson
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3 Days
Yesterday you were a friend
Yesterday you became a lover
Yesterday we couldn't pretend
Yesterday it was time to discover.
Today you didn't speak
Today you love someone
Today my chances seem bleak
Today I have been out done.
Tomorrow you're with him
Tomorrow I'm lying on the floor
Tomorrow my chances seem slim
Tomorrow im begging,
Don't go out that door.
poem by Robert Trew
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Models now need to promote themselves, think like businesswomen and diversify their careers by doing other things. Chances are very slim that a mere model will become a household name today.
quote by Tyra Banks
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Chances Are
Chances are if we'd meet again,
You won't know who I am,
Though you might remember the smile
Or you might recall the walk,
But chances are, you will not.
And if we did meet on the road again,
Would you smile and call my name
Or would you forget who I was,
Because now, we are not the same.
Chances are, you would walk away,
And you would forget what you saw
Even though you knew me then,
But now my face, you couldn't recall.
And if we were in trouble in the sea of life,
Would you be there to toss me a line
I know I'd be there if but for you,
But alas, that was a different time.
And chances are, if we were alone
You would then smile and talk to me,
You would be my friend, and remember again,
But chances are; that will never be.
Chances are, that I will never change
And that I will stay the way I am,
And you will stay the way, that you must be,
But I don't care, in this world of man.
I will act the way that I want to act
And I will do the things that I must do,
And I am not ashamed of anything or anyone,
But chances are, the hypocrite is you.
And as life is full of chances of her own,
She has her own steps and stairs,
And could I see you on your way down,
Chances are, I will be there.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Happy Tirthday 2 Bim!
HAPPY TIRTHDAY 2 BIM
In the photo you're mighty slim.
For the upcoming election
R U done with witness protection?
HAPPY TIRTHDAY BIM!
Happy day of your birth!
What planet was it, was it Earth?
I see that your chin
Is receding again.
Happy day of your birth!
How many candles will you
Have on your cake, more than 2?
You weren't born in leap year,
And the hair in your ear,
Tells me how many candles have you!
If this letter was simply a song,
Would our family be singing along?
On your special day
To the family I say,
Come now and let's sing this song!
'Happy Tirthday 2 Bim,
Happy Tirthday 2 Bim.
Happy Tirthday, Happy Tirthday,
Happy Tirthday (drum roll here) 2oooooo BIM! '
poem by Robert Edgar Burns
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If you're pretty happy, but you have a little Chihuahua that's always biting you on the ankles, still that's pretty good isn't it I'm going to go ahead and keep you in the 'happy' category.
Jack Handey in Deep Thoughts
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It's important to hold something back, though, because quite frankly my personal life is pretty dull and I don't want to bore people with it.
quote by Matt Lucas
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Childhood lost
Lost was my childhood.
Taken from around me from bastards who hurt me.
They were happy playing their games.
Maybe becuase it gave them fame.
All it gave me was pain.
My childhood was lost.
It was taken from me by bastards like you.
As A little girl I was always angry the teachers would say.
If only they knew the truth.
If only they knew why I had so much anger.
It was becuase my childhood was being taken from me.
I never could trust people well after that 9 times.
I hate all of you 5 bastards.
You stole my childhood.
Now later on as I grow older.
It affects me still.
I'm still angry.
My anger has never gone away.
All becuase my childhood was lost too you
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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early days ***** PRETTY BUTTERFLY
my childhood poem
there is a pretty butterfly
merrily waits the sun to shine
with purple wings she uses to fly
over the wind, a passer-by
this pretty butterfly
flying low and high
beneath cloudless blue sky
above flowers show un-shy
when i cry, mine eyes would dry
as I stare the pretty butterfly
If I have wings i use to fly
she never leave me and says goodbye
poem by Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan
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You must try to generate happiness within yourself. If you aren't happy in one place, chances are you won't be happy anyplace.
quote by Ernie Banks
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Lost times
How come we are worlds apart
How come we have lost
happy memories of past
Golden times we’ve tossed
How I miss the times we’ve had
Sometimes I see it clear
Childhood pictures in my mind
but fading year by year
Where are you now, my childhood friend
Will I see you soon, will we ever mend
our friendship bond
I found the pictures that we took
Looked so happy then
Young and full of hope and chance
Will we feel that again
Sand ran down the hourglass
faster than I thought
Now I think about the past
Times that I forgot
But will we meet again, my childhood friend
Let’s begin again, can we ever mend
our friendship bond
poem by A. V. Asreg
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