I was terrified. My first week, walking around in a teeny bikini, I kept crossing my arms over my chest because I was afraid I was going to fall out of the top of the suit. And I didn't know anything about technique or lighting.
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Just A Little Bit
I dont want it all, I just want a little bit.
No, I dont want it all, I just want a little bit,
Just a teeny weeny bit, baby, a teeny weeny bit of your love.
Turn your lights down low, baby I just want a kiss,
Honey then I know I just cant resist,
Just a teeny weeny bit, baby, a teeny weeny bit of your love.
I wanna love you forever, I just want peace of mind.
Say youll leave me never, honey be so kind,
I just want a teeny weeny bit, baby, a teeny weeny bit of your love.
Now early in the morning, yeah, I want a little bit, yeah,
And all night long, I want, I want a little bit, yeah, a little bit,
Just a teeny weeny bit, a teeny weeny bit of your love.
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Seizure
I’m so tired
I want to go to sleep
Im scared to go to
sleep
of what might happen if I fall a sleep
I fell so week
like Im going to have one
but I know im not
I hate this felling
week
helpless
left side is num
I can barley walk
cant help but to think what would happen
if I had one
what Ethan would do
if I had one
how would dad would feel
if it happens while he’s gone
what would Andy think
would I scar him for life
he would understand
how scarey they really are then
I wish you were here to
calm my fears
tell me everything is ok
I rather die then have one
they are so scarey
when I have them im
scared for days
to fall a sleep
scared to be tired
scared to go to sleep
no one knows about it but me
no one would believe me if
I told them
they don’t understand
what its like to be afraid
of being tired
they say Im just wanting
“Attention”
but really
I was terrified
to go to bed
or to feel tired
that’s when it happens
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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Just A Little Bit
(words & music by thornton - brown - bass - washington)
I dot want much
Just want a little bit
Dont want it all
Just a little bit
Give me an eeny weeny bit
A teeny weeny bit of your love
Turn your lamps down low
Slip me a kiss
Turn your lights down low
I wont let you resist
I want an eeny weeny bit
A teeny weeny bit of your love
Early in the mornin
Well just a little bit
Around midnight
Just a little bit
I want an eeny weeny bit
A teeny weeny bit of your love
Walk with me
Just a little bit
I said talk to me
Just a little bit
I want an eeny weeny bit
A teeny weeny bit of your love
I want you to remember
To say that youll be mine
Say youll never leave me
Till the end of time
I want an eeny weeny bit
A teeny weeny bit of your love
I want an eeny weeny bit
A teeny weeny bit of your love
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Give You What You Want
Why didn't I call, why didn't I fall
Why didn't I hang my heart on your wall
Why didn't I know, why didn't I show
All my feelings from the word go
So if you love me, don't leave me
I promise that you'll never lack
'Cause this man's on his knees,
begging' please
Baby turn your back, yeah
I'll give you what you want
I'll do anything to make you mine
If you give me what I want
I will be yours to the end of time
Girl you won't be sorry
And you won't regret it
There's no need to worry, only if you let it
Why didn't I say, the thing that I read
Why didn't I see the signs in my head
Why didn't I speak, to you last week
When I saw you walking down my street
So if you love me, don't leave me
Alone here to die on this track
Girl rescue me, let's get this train
And we'll never look back
[Chorus]
Girl you won't be sorry
And you won't regret it
There's no need to worry, only if you let it
Oh, wow I can't let go
Oh, wow, I swear I'll take it slow
[Chorus (repeat)]
song performed by by Ronan Keating
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Wasps!
I’m walking home, along the road,
Carrying my shopping; a heavy load.
I hear a buzzing sound right by my ear,
And my whole body fills with fear.
Without even looking, I know what is there.
I’m afraid that it will get caught in my hair.
I stand there stock still and totally freeze;
I’m terrified of wasps, but don’t mind bees.
A frown appears upon my face and I pray,
That this worrying wasp, will soon go way.
Soon, he loses interest and gets off my case,
But, even so, I purposefully quicken my pace.
The wasp disappears and I’m on my own again,
Thankful that, on me, he didn’t inflict any pain.
To date, I’ve been lucky and haven’t been stung,
But I’m so totally dreading my first ever one.
Freezing on the spot has worked for me so far,
And has managed to keep me from any harm.
When a wasp approaches, my shoulders hunch.
Needless to say, I’m not a fan of ‘al fresco’ lunch!
Some people wave their arms and go ‘shoo! ’
But, I know this is the worst thing they can do.
Of wasps, I’ve always been so totally terrified,
And it’s a fear, which is extremely hard to hide.
A wilful wasp flying around in search of food,
Can, in a heartbeat, suddenly change my mood.
Bees, unlike wasps, are useful and earn their worth,
But what is the actual purpose of wasps on the earth?
They just annoy people to the point of distraction;
Where there’s a wasp, there’s often some action!
I’m really not their biggest fan, and I really think
I’d be more than happy, if they became extinct!
poem by Angela Wybrow
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Day At The Beach
Mimi is my Lolli-pop sweet heart
Me and Mimi will never set apart
We spend the day on the beach
The sky is bright and blue
The Sea is sparkling azure
As far as your eyes can see
Mimi is dressed in pink bikini
Oh' teeny weeny
Mimi is a melody
a song of happiness and cheer
We run together holding hands
We twirl around
and fall on the sand
We get closer exchanging hugs
smooches and kisses
laughs and whispers
time passes lovely as fairy tales
The Birds fly in flocks
Watching over
happily flapping wings
singing and swinging
How beautiful it is
our day on the beach
poem by Sherif Monem
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Blood Pigs
eye'm sorry
eye'm ugly
all that i am
and i can never live up
eye'm failing
eye'm angry
afraid of the ways
they pretend to be us
its fuct up
eye'm different
wurdz remain
my only escape
art saves
all of me
evolving
and now you're walking away!!!
eye'm so afraid
and now you're walking away
eye'm so ashamed
and now you're walking away!!
[voodoo spell]
II.
my mistake
was trusting you
blood pigs
with creating my fate
with poetry
and suffering
i cannibalized
every ounce of my pain
eye'm still afraid
everyday
these greedy worms
- they devour my plagues
eye'm not your slave
eye'm conquering
you see me rise
and now you're walking away!!!
eye'm not ashamed!
and now you're walking away!
eye'm not afraid!
and now you're walking away!!
[bridge and tunnel]
you can't hurt me anymore
you can't hurt me anymore
fed from the wound from
which we were bled
vomiting filth in
our soft cave heads
chewing on tissue
song performed by by Otep from Sevas Tra
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Blood Pig
eye'm sorry
eye'm ugly
all that i am
and i can never live up
eye'm failing
eye'm angry
afraid of the ways
they pretend to be us
its fuct up
eye'm different
wurdz remain
my only escape
art saves
all of me
evolving
and now you're walking away!!!
eye'm so afraid
and now you're walking away
eye'm so ashamed
and now you're walking away!!
(voodoo spell)
[II.]
my mistake
was trusting you
blood pigs
with creating my fate
with poetry
and suffering
i cannibalized
every ounce of my pain
eye'm still afraid
everyday
these greedy worms
- they devour my plagues
eye'm not your slave
eye'm conquering
you see me rise
and now you're walking away!!!
eye'm not ashamed!
and now you're walking away!
eye'm not afraid!
and now you're walking away!!
[bridge and tunnel]
you can't hurt me anymore
you can't hurt me anymore
fed from the wound from
which we were bled
vomiting filth in
our soft cave heads
chewing on tissue
song performed by by Otep from Sevas Tra
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Didn't Mean To Fall In Love
I didn't mean to fall in love
I didn't mean to fall in love
And all I mean to say
I can't go on the way things are
How can I lead the way
It feels so wrong to be so far away
Ooh, from you tonight
If I, if I lose you, I can't survive
Didn't know you would've come tonight
Didn't hang on long enough
Didn't want to go and start a fight
Didn't mean to go, go and fall in love
It's like an avalanche
Once you fall you're swept away
I didn't stand a chance
Hangin' on every word you say
Hey, we can find a place for love
Ooh, do you want it bad enough
I didn't mean to fall in love
I didn't mean to fall in love
So could you catch a plane
Come back home for one more try
I'll never be the same
I fell so hard out of the sky today
For you, you see
And you would never believe what you do for me
Can't you see you're all I need
Didn't know you would've come tonight
Didn't hang on long enough
Didn't want to go and start a fight
Didn't mean to go, go and fall in love
(Tom Scholz, Curly Smith, Janet Minto)
song performed by by Boston
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Days of 1908
That was the year when he stayed
Without work, for a living played
Cards, or backgammon; or borrowed and never paid.
He was offered a place at a small
Stationer’s, three pounds a month. It didn’t suit him.
It was not decent pay at all.
He refused it without hesitation;
He was twenty-five, and of good education.
Two or three shillings he made, more or less.
From cards and backgammon what could a boy skim;
At the common places, the cafés of his grade,
Although he played sharply, and picked stupid players.
As for borrowing, that didn’t always come off.
He seldom struck a dollar, oftener he’d fall
To half, and sometimes as low as a shilling.
Sometimes, when he got away from the grim
Night-sitting, for a week at a time or more,
He would cool himself at the baths, with a morning swim.
The shabbiness of his clothes was tragical.
He always wore the same suit, always displayed
A suit of cinnamon brown discoloured and frayed.
O summer days of nineteen hundred and eight, I recall
The picture of you, and out of it seems to fade,
Harmoniously, that cinnamon suit discoloured and frayed.
The picture of you has preserved him
Just as he would take off, would fling down
The unworthy clothes, the mended under clothes,
And remain all naked; faultlessly beautiful; a wonder.
Uncombed and lifted up his hair was;
His limbs a little sunburnt
From the morning nakedness at the baths and on the beach.
poem by Constantine P. Cavafy
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter XCVI: Fear
I don’t afraid of being old, I’m only afraid of being weak
I don’t afraid of being ugly, I’m only afraid of being useless
I don’t afraid of being nameless, I’m only afraid of being not loved
I don’t afraid of being lost, I’m only afraid of being blind
I don’t afraid of being dumb, I’m only afraid of being hopeless
I don’t afraid of being poor, I’m only afraid of being ungrateful
I don’t afraid of being loser, I’m only afraid of being coward
I don’t afraid of being bound, I’m only afraid of being fake
I don’t afraid of being wrong, I’m only afraid of being oblivious
I don’t afraid of being suffered, I’m only afraid of being surrender
I don’t afraid of being alone, I’m only afraid of being bored
I don't afraid of being loss, I'm only afraid of being lied
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Dracula's Wedding
[Verse 1]
You're all I've ever wanted, but I'm terrified of you
See my castle may be haunted, but I'm terrified of you
I've cast my spell on millions, but I'm terrified of you
Baby I do this from the ceiling, but I'm terrified of you
[Bridge]
I wait my whole life to bite the right one
Then you come along and that freaks me out
So I'm frightened... Dracula's wedding
[Verse 2]
I've never ran from no one, but I'm terrified of you
See my heartbeat is a slow one, but I'm terrified of you
I've been around for ages, but I'm terrified of you
Put my thing across the stage and yet i'm terrified of you
[Bridge]
You know i'm terrified (x3)
Shhh, here she comes...
[Kelis]
3000 (x4)
Give me the chance to dance romance
Don't run, I'm not the sun
So much at stake... oh!
Bad choice of words
But I'm not the gun (shot) with silver bullets
And I can count (1, 2, 3), plus I make great peanut butter
And jelly sandwiches... Van Helsing
For richer or poorer
Through sickness and in health
'Till death do us part
'Till death do us part
You only live once
Well, not in our case
'Cause we will live forever
song performed by by Outkast
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Chest
Chest, what power do thou h've?
That women place their heads on
men's when they're showing love
Chest, what charm do thou have?
That women take virtue of thee to pray
for their siblings that sucked their breasts
Chest, what spirit do thee have?
That women curse men with thee that
otherwise, if man didn't meet them chest to chest
Chest, what glory do thou h've?
That people beat you with palm
and swear
Chest, of what important is you?
That women knock their heads on
men's chest during the fighting
Tell It To Your Heart
I was staring through a telescope at night
At a large light in the sky
Its spinning lights reminded me of you
A star spinning in orbit
Lighting up the sky
Or maybe it was not a star at all
I was standing by the hudson rivers edge at night
Looking out across the jersey shore
At a neon light spelling out some colas name
And I thought your name should be dancing
Beamed from satellites
Larger than any billboard in times square
Tell it to your heart, please dont be afraid
Im the one who loves you in each and every way
Tell it to your heart, please dont be afraid
Nyc lovers
Tell it to your heart
(tell it to your heart, please dont be afraid
Tell it to your heart)
(tell it to your heart, please dont be afraid
Tell it to your heart)
Im on the roof, its 5 a.m.
I guess I couldnt sleep
And I see this spinning light that I saw last week
Maybe I should wake you up
But by then it might be gone
You never know what you see when if you look up in the sky
I ran outside down a darkened street
Listening to my boot heels click
My leather jacket squeaked I needed a cigarette
When I turned the corner
My spinning light was in the street
They were filming a commercial on tv
Tell it to your heart, please dont be afraid
Were no teenage movie that ends in tragedy
Tell it to your heart, please dont be afraid
Nyc lovers
Tell it to your heart
Tell it to your heart
Tell it to your heart
Tell it to your heart
(tell it to your heart, please dont be afraid
Tell it to your heart)
(tell it to your heart, please dont be afraid
Tell it to your heart)
(tell it to your heart, please dont be afraid
Tell it to your heart)
...
song performed by by Lou Reed
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The Bikini
Dressed in her bikini,
sipping a martini
she drew the looks of every roving eye.
A white sandy spot,
the sun so hot
her skin was burned by and by.
Stripped of her bikini,
still sipping a martini
she saw her mirrored image in the night.
Two strips of white appeared,
her skin had been seared.
Her natural bikini was quite the sight.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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What Ever It Is
There isn’t a day I don’t think of you
There isn’t a week tears don’t fall from my eyes
Cause for yet again another week passed by
That I’m not in your arms
There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for you if you asked me to
Anything
Name your price
If it’s money you want
You’ll be rich
If it’s a big house you want
You’ll have the biggest in the state
If it’s fancy cars you want
You’ll have your own fleet
If it’s marijuana you want
You’ll have more then you could ever smoke
If it’s sex you need take it
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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Sand Of Time
Sand of Time
I was on my way to the doss house near the railway station,
it was quarter to eight -had to be in by eight or lose my bed-,
when I saw her in the restaurant talking to her brother, they
shared a bottle of wine. My god, she was as beautiful as ever.
And since it was dark outside I reckoned she didn’t see me,
her brother looked out; perhaps he recognized me because
he bent towards her and whispered something, but before
she could look up I had disappeared into shadows. It was now
ten to eight I ran to the doss house run by The Salvation Army.
I could only have a shower once a week and had been wearing
the same suit for a long time. It was a grey worn suit, but it gave
me a sense that I had some dignity left. However deep a person
falls, he can get up again and in time buy a new suit. This evening
remembering my time of wretchedness, and it struck me I can no
longer remember her face.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Grandma Rising
She's now gone home,
smile lighting up the clouds as she went I'm sure;
over-weight, in her double wide on wheels
hundreds of mourners
all in white
Louisiana style
singing
'Oh where joy abounds.'
she wanted it that way.
They didn't put her in the hearse at first
they just rolled her through the our street
and through the neighborhood
so any and all could pay their respects
besides most didn't have cars for the funeral ride
they just opened their windows and waved her on
'Bye Lulu. God's gonna get a good one back.'
Strong as the wind, she fed the relatives every Sunday;
dinner at noon, hot biscuits and syrup, spaghetti cauldron-
enough for thirty- where she'd hand out the encouragement,
the admonishments and the love,
that big hand of hers in the family dike;
eyes of a leather eagle, heart of velvet stone,
arms full of 'chillings' at her ample bosom
making Sunday order for diners who sometimes had a week
of hurt pain and disorder.
Come to grandma's house and all that stopped at the door
with her eggs and bacon and her love.
Made the comforts of home for family and strangers, took them in her arms and cut their Chain of Sorrows and made it alright.
Lit her Sunday candle, said Grace, heads bowed and she would circulate
Talking to and touching each one.
Granddad, handed out bus and carfare
and made that week better for many
who left with brown bags of food and ration stamps.
So when her Big Brown Chariot rolled down the street
that Sunday noon
everybody knew
she'd be rising soon.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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The Mouse and the Grouse
The teeny, tiny mouse said to the finely feathered grouse
“I’d like to come and visit you in your lofty, lovely house.”
The finely feathered grouse smiled at the teeny, tiny mouse
And said, “You can’t since I'm saving it for my future spouse.”
The sad teeny, tiny mouse said, as tears started to douse,
“I’m lonely and just wanted to say hello, finely feathered grouse.”
Well, the finely feathered grouse with his lofty, lovely house
Was lonely too since he hadn’t yet found his future spouse.
But how could a mouse so teeny, tiny and a grouse so fine of feather
Ever visit each other and have a talk together?
They had nothing in common and their lives had different starts.
Although one thing was the same; they both had hurting hearts.
No one had ever visited the finely feathered grouse
And he did like friendly words uttered by the teeny, tiny mouse.
As mister mouse gazed aloft, sir grouse returned that smile
And suddenly blurted out, “Come on up and we’ll chat for awhile.”
Overjoyed, the teeny, tiny mouse jumped, but just bumped the tree.
Then tears wet ears to tail as teeny tiny moaned mournfully,
“You can fly free through the air, but alas, I’m earthbound.
There’s no hope since you live in a tree, but my house is on the ground.”
Suddenly, a star from the heavens flashed an idea for these two.
Perhaps they could visit together if both tried something new.
The finely feathered grouse left his lofty, lovely house
And eagerly landed in a bush near the star struck tiny mouse.
In one hop teeny, tiny leapt toward the bush, and I’ve heard tell
That the friendship of grouse and mouse has been doing very well.
(Illustrated book available direct from author)
poem by Gregory Huyette
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The Lighting Fairy
The lighting fairy,
she’s full of
lighting...
You might want to
stand back..
When she throws
lighting bolts.
That’s only when
she’s angry....
The other times...
She will give you
a hug or....
A chocolate kiss...
She is the lighting
fairy...
Of them ALL!
poem by Lisa Parks
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