They were taking pictures and everything. When we got down off the plane, the minute Elvis made his appearance at the door of the plane, the screaming got even worse.
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On The Last Minute That You Boarded The Plane
on the last minute that you boarded
the plane
and you think
it is the one owned by God,
sorry, so sorry, that plane left
a minute ago,
and you were not
on its manifest
you boarded the wrong plane
and that is the truth
enjoy your ride,
and pray
who knows
you may catch up on the next flight
to purgatory.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Yep, You Told Me
A plane crashed
Between Chicago and LA
It's all my fault
I didn't do the pre-check
I'm a bit shook-up
Oh Bea
You tried to warn me
You said, 'Young man,
This plane has got to crash
It don't have no pilot
It's running out of gas'
I said, 'Bea,
You just don't see
I'm flying this plane
And the gas will last'
But the engines started to putter
My mind began to flutter
As I held onto the wheel
If it had to smash
I'll die with it
That's the only thing I could see
Then I said,
'Wait a minute
what am I doing
I have to jump'
You know Bea
I'm an injured man
But I'm a living man
That's the way it should be
But the wounds will heal
Again I'll feel
And I don't know
Guess I'll have to see
poem by Roger Harkness
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Following Rita
Made my exit on the turn pike
I saw the stateside toll and shuffled for some change
I paid a man that talked as if he knew me
And I could see it in his eyes
He could tell that I was running away
What are you waiting for
It's just a minute away
Travel light you might just
Find yourself there for the day
What are you waiting for
It's just a minute away
Following Rita
Following Rita
Stopped to make a call and picked up Elvis
Elvis James McCabe a future millionaire
He wrestled with his thoughts out loud
About two girls that he had left behind
And said for forty five dollars
He could help me on my way and get rich too
There was talk about after high school
I would get a job
Gig at night and she would go to some
Community school
But her father changed jobs
And we cried together
As her plane was flying away
Well the phone never was enough
For us to hold on to
Now every mile that I drive away
Get's me closer to you, yeah
song performed by by Train
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Train and Plane
I take the train
I board the plane
I ride the train
I fly the plane
I go by train
I come by plane
I go by plane
I come by train
I land the plane
I board the train
I take the plane
I ride the train
I come by train
I go by plane
I come by plane
I ride in rain
I fly the plane
I board the train
And again
I ride the train
Oh the train
Oh the train
That wished to be
An airplane
poem by Paul Hartal
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Exodus
Theyre sending back pictures from saturn and mars
Maybe this will be our new home
Well we seem to have messed up
And we must look to the stars
Our paradise we seem to have outgrown
Join the line
Put down your name
Get ready for a ride on the exodus plane
Well weve been much too greedy
Wanting too much to fast
But we have to say we are what we are
Well the trees and the plants and the animals have gone
Long ago
Used to be real air to breath, they say so
Join the line
Put down your name
Get ready for a ride on the exodus plane
Join the line
Put down your name
Get ready for new life
Anyway its too late for what might have been
Kiss the earth goodbye and get out of here
If theres anybody out there
Hope they havent made the same mistakes
Turning gold into garbage and a banquet into dustcakes
Join the line
Put down your name
Get ready for a ride on the exodus plane
Join the line
Put down your name
Get ready for new life
Join the line
Put down your name
Get ready for a ride on the exodus plane
Get ready for new life
song performed by by Howard Jones
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Next Plane To London
Im on the next plane to london
Leaving on runway number five
Next plane to london and Im missing her
That baby of mine
Told her I was gonna be a star
But to do it I would have to go far away
But Ill come back someday
And take her away
Im on the next plane to london
Leaving on runway number five
Next plane to london and Im missing her
That baby of mine
Said that over here I wasnt in
Down in hollywood I couldnt find a friend
Who would help me get in
Or listen to me
Im on the next plane to london
Leaving on runway number five
Next plane to london and Im missing her
That baby of mine
Maybe over there Ill get a start
Only hope by leaving I dont break her heart
The more important part
Than any record on the chart
Next plane to london
Leaving on runway number five
Next plane to london and Im missing her
That baby of mine
Next plane to london
Leaving on runway number five
Next plane to london and Im missing her
Whoa-whoa
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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A Nigthmare
i take the plane
at 2 a.m.
cebu bound, and
i dream that
the plane crashed
and that
we are all dead
our souls look
down upon our
torn flesh
some are burnt
unidentifiable
we are so silent
like stones without
winds
x x x x x x
the plane touches down
perfectly well
at the airport
silently we line up
to step out
from a nightmare that
i only know
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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the plane headed straight for Palm Beach.
it seemed that we never would reach.
the plane made a sound
and dived down to the ground.
now everyone’s bruised as a peach.
quote by by Josh Brabender
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Good Clean Fun
Theres a smile on the wind as it touches my face
And starts to erase all the gloom
And the sun with a kiss, begins to dismiss the
Memory of my life without you
Well it seems like yesterday that my path took me away
Although I know its been at least a year
But now my path heads home
And your patient time alone
Has brought me even closer to you, dear
And this plane gets closer
Every minute I look down to a watch that keeps looking back at me
And it says to me, be patient son youve waited this long.
How can I be strong?
And this the plane gets closer
Every minute I look down to watch that keeps looking back at me
And it says to me, be patient son youve waited this long.
How can I be strong?
Well the plane is finally down
And the engines stopped their sound
And I look in the crowd and there you stand
And the gap that once was time
Is forever closed behind
I told you Id come back and here I am...
song performed by by Monkees
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Memphis 2006
Springtime in Memphis Tennessee,
traveling with friend
last named pronounced Lee.
Stopping at a coffee bar,
taking photos with local star.
Then going to river named Mississippi,
taking sideway photos of Melodie.
Then off to Elvis’s daughters plane,
“Lisa Marie” across from Graceland.
Brick wall with graffiti by fans for the King,
just plain writing with no sparkling bling.
Elvis's mansion surrounded by gate,
store nearby with Elvis plate.
And of course an Elvis toy,
given as gift for girl or boy.
Razel did take photo with King,
she got a kiss, but wanted a fling.
Then up north from there is downtown,
we stopped and listened to Jazz all around.
Razel took photos with 'singers of the blues',
she posed sideways with no shoes,
singers laughing totally amused.
Then Razel took a 1 hr snooze,
while driving to Florida to get on a cruise.
Memphis was fun don’t get me wrong,
this is the place where Elvis still sings his songs.
Written by Christina Sunrise on March 4,2011
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Memphis 2006
MEMPHIS 2006
Springtime in Memphis Tennessee,
traveling with friend
last named pronounced Lee.
Stopping at a coffee bar,
taking photos with local star.
Then going to river named Mississippi,
taking sideway photos of Melodie.
Then off to Elvis’s daughters plane,
“Lisa Marie” across from Graceland.
Brick wall with graffiti by fans for the King,
just plain writing with no sparkling bling.
Elvis's mansion surrounded by gate,
store nearby with Elvis plate.
And of course an Elvis toy,
given as gift for girl or boy.
Razel did take photo with King,
she got a kiss, but wanted a fling.
Then up north from there is downtown,
we stopped and listened to Jazz all around.
Razel took photos with 'singers of the blues',
she posed sideways with no shoes,
singers laughing totally amused.
Then Razel took a 1 hr snooze,
while driving to Florida to get on a cruise.
Memphis was fun don’t get me wrong,
this is the place where Elvis still sings his songs.
Written by Christina Sunrise on March 4,2011
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Flying back from New York, the flight attendant said 'God, I wished you were here yesterday, we had a stroke on the plane. I said, if I have a stroke on a plane, I hope the pretend doctor isn't the one on the plane. I want a real doctor.
quote by Anthony Edwards
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I Want To Live On An Abstract Plain
Ive had it with this town
I never saw those shifting skies
I never saw the ground
Or the sunset rise
I want to live on an abstract plane
Im building a frame
A place to put my ten-yard stare
Thinking of that paint
Painted in plein-air
I want to live on an abstract plane
I need a new adress
I want some new terrain
Is it north or south?
I want to live on an abstract plain
I could sit on the roof
On top of that abstract house
See my abstract view
An abstract mouse
I want to live on an abstract plane
I need a new adress
Tell me Im not insane
Is it up or down?
I want to live on an abstract plane
song performed by by Frank Black
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The Plane
when it starts to fly it is being met by this rain.
there is this strong wind ahead of us and some dark clouds
the stewardess announces said state and we are 30,000 feet
above the mountains
yes, these are the bumpy skyways.
i close my eyes. i think of you, the house, the garden, the room,
and the two dogs you are caring.
(will we crash? will this plane fall to the ground? shall we die in an instant?)
i close my eyes.
then the plane steadies. i open my eyes.
there are clear clouds. below is a wide expanse of the blue sea.
i look at the wings of the plane.
and then its wheels touch the ground.
the door opens.
it is another world for me.
i feel the importance of the ground. Its glory. Its reign now.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Gotta Get The First Plane Home
I wont stay around with you my friend
My lifes been empty since I went
Since I went away from home
Im sick and tired of being alone
Theres nothing left for me to do
So I gotta get the first plane home
I gotta get the first plane home
I gotta wing wing[? ] fly high over the see
Theres a little girl whos waiting for me
Love her till my dying day
And when I die youll hear me say
I love that girl for eternity
But I gotta get the first plane home
I gotta get the first plane home
Got to wing wing[? ] fly high over the see
Theres a little girl whos waiting for me
Love her till my dying day
And when I die youll hear me say
I love that girl for eternity
But I gotta get the first plane home
I gotta get the first plane home
I gotta get the first plane home
I gotta get the first plane home
song performed by by Kinks
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You're The Ticket
(keith follese/wade kirby/jess brown)
I wanna be the one sittin' next to you
On your mama's front porch swing
Feel like the guy that gets the girl
On a forty-foot silver screen
I wanna steal a kiss when we stop
At the top of a great big ferris wheel
I wanna know how good that feels
I wanna be a red corvette
Rolling down a two-lane road
With the top rolled back and no speed limit
I wanna be a midnight plane
Headin' down to key biscayne
Livin' life and lovin' every minute
And you're the ticket
I wanna be the kid in the candy store
With a new twenty dollar bill
Wanna walk in the sand holdn' your hand
With nothin' but time to kill
Roll the dice when i need a seven
And know that i can't lose
Girl you make every dream come true
I wanna be a red corvette
Rolling down a two-lane road
With the top rolled back and no speed limit
I wanna be a midnight plane
Headin' down to key biscayne
Livin' life and lovin' every minute
And you're the ticket
I wanna be a red corvette
Rolling down a two-lane road
With the top rolled back and no speed limit
I wanna be a midnight plane
Headin' down to key biscayne
Livin' life and lovin' every minute
I said a red corvette
Rolling down a two-lane road
With the top rolled back and no speed limit
I wanna be a midnight plane
Headin' down to key biscayne
Livin' life and lovin' every minute
And you're the ticket
song performed by by John Michael Montgomery
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I was in my office when - on 9/11. I think I had a number of meetings scheduled. I was just getting to know the bureau. And somebody walked in and said the first plane had - or a plane had struck the World Trade Center, one of the towers.
quote by Robert Mueller
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Silver Bird
This morning as I walked, I gazed out across my land
Lying there all still lying there upon the sand
A big silver bird had planted itself into the ground
And being the kind of person who isnt very easily alarmed
Decided to take a walk to see just what I could find
Walked around the walls, tapping to find me a door
Looking for a windows to see if I could find out more
Big silver bird let me inside your plane
Want to fly so high fly me high, away
All of a sudden the door slid back and someone was there
A strange kind of being spoke to me in my tongue
Step inside, well take you away in our plane
Well fly you so high, youll never have the chance to complain
To leave this earth, never even (? ? ? ) ...
Stepping inside I fixed myself into a seat
Holding on, lord, I heard them engines start to beat
Big silver bird let me inside your plane
Want to fly so high, fly me high away
(instrumental part)
song performed by by Ufo
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Velvet Elvis
My life, it used to be incomplete
till I saw what I was looking for at a drive-in swap meet
My life it wont be the same again
Now Im proud to say the king lives on inside my den
Oh, its all I live for, its all I need
My velvet elvis
My velvet elvis
My velvet elvis means the world to me
Although he may not be worth much dough
He means much more to me than some old rembrandt or van gogh
Check out those sideburns, theres nothing greater
You can tell that hes no velvet elvis imitator
Oh, its all I live for, its all I need
My velvet elvis
My velvet elvis
My velvet elvis
Oh, now you cant you see
My velvet elvis
My velvet elvis
My velvet elvis means the world to me
In my own private graceland
In my own little shrine to the king
I dont want nothin else
No, I dont need anything
Dont need no lava lamp
Dont need no soap on a rope
No pictures of mexican kids with those really big eyes
Or dogs playing poker
When Im at home watching my tv
I know the king is always looking down on me
He looks so handsome, he stands so tall
So glad hes big enough to cover up that hole in the wall
(velvet elvis) hes so fuzzy
(velvet elvis) hes so great
(velvet elvis) never ages
(velvet elvis) never puts on weight
(velvet elvis) look at those rhinestones
(velvet elvis) hes just so fine
(velvet elvis) you can look but dont touch now
(velvet elvis) cause hes mine all mine
song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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711 Story
I was in NYC on the street Lexington Ave.
This street is close to Madison
known for it’s high class ads.
I was there in hotel room number 711,
believe me it was no peaceful heaven.
I was up all night with noise from a truck,
Up on the 7th floor is where I was stuck.
Tired I missed my bus the next day,
I was very late to airport JFK.
Luckily a unlucky girl from MN was there,
She was crying hysterical without a care.
We rebooked our flight out of Washington D.C.
driving to DC airport before that plane did leave.
On the drive unlucky girl did complain,
about the morning and everything.
I told her I lived on gambling for 7 months
and when I travel I had so much luck.
When we got to the airport
the plane number did change,
so I called on my cell phone to rearrange,
who would pick me up at the last minute to spare,
the lady announced the new flight number,
but I was still unaware.
Until I boarded the plane,
did I realize all the numbers were all the same.
My room number was 711,
along with the time message was left on my phone,
even the number on the plane ride home.
They all were my Lucky 711
which made me think of 911.
when that catastrophe had struck,
Luckily none of my friends in NYC
did get hurt or stuck.
Years later I lived at a 711 address,
I also had an accident at that number
on a different street I do confess.
I ended up fine without a mess.
Now is 711 meant to be?
and should I play the lottery?
Now when 711 ever crosses my mind,
I try to save it in my diary in that point in time.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on Feb.11,2011
poem by Christina Sunrise
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