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People stopped me on the street and said 'I can't live up to you.' Of course, they're referring to June Cleaver.

quote by Barbara Billingsley
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I have to tell you that June Cleaver had a job in 'The New Leave It to Beaver.' She did. Sure, she was a council woman. She went to work. She wasn't a sit-at-home grandma. She went out, got a job.

quote by Barbara Billingsley
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Dead End Street

Theres a crack up in the ceiling,
And the kitchen sink is leaking.
Out of work and got no money,
A sunday joint of bread and honey.
What are we living for?
Two-roomed apartment on the second floor.
No money coming in,
The rent collectors knocking, trying to get in.
We are strictly second class,
We dont understand,
(dead end!)
Why we should be on dead end street.
(dead end!)
People are living on dead end street.
(dead end!)
Gonna die on dead end street.
Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)
On a cold and frosty morning,
Wipe my eyes and stop me yawning.
And my feet are nearly frozen,
Boil the tea and put some toast on.
What are we living for?
Two-roomed apartment on the second floor.
No chance to emigrate,
Im deep in debt and now its much too late.
We both want to work so hard,
We cant get the chance,
(dead end!)
People live on dead end street.
(dead end!)
People are dying on dead end street.
(dead end!)
Gonna die on dead end street.
Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)
(dead end!)
People live on dead end street.
(dead end!)
People are dying on dead end street.
(dead end!)
Gonna die on dead end street.
Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)
Head to my feet (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)
Hows it feel? (yeah)
Hows it feel? (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)
Dead end street (yeah)

song performed by by Kinks
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On The Street Where You Live

(alan lerner, frederick loewe)
I have often walked
Down the street before,
But the pavement always
Stayed beneath my feet before.
All at once am i
Several stories high,
Knowing Im on the street where you live.
Are there lilac trees
In the heart of town?
Can you hear a lark in any other part of town?
Does enchantment pour
Out of every door?
No, its just on the street where you live.
And oh, the towering feeling
Just to know somehow you are near
The overpowering feeling
That any second you may suddenly appear.
People stop and stare
They dont bother me,
For theres no where else on earth
That I would rather be.
Let the time go by,
I wont care if i
Can be here on the street where you live.
~interlude~
People stop and stare
They dont bother me,
For theres no where else on earth
That I would rather be.
Let the time go by
I wont care if i
Can be here on the street where you live,
Let me be on the street where you live.

song performed by by Nat King Cole
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Rainy Day In June

I need some sunshine on my face
To help me dry my eyes
I need a blue sky over here
So I can clear my mind
Maybe your soft breath on my back
To make me feel at ease
Anything more than what I've got
On this rainy day in June
It's a rainy day in June
The sky is grey and I am blue
Tryin' to make it without you
On this rainy day in June
Yesterday morning I woke up
On the wrong side of the bed
And on the right side laid a note
I knew what it said
Then the rain came, hasn't stopped
I don't know if it will
But I'll keep waiting with the hopeful heart
On this rainy day in June
It's a rainy day in June
The sky is grey and I am blue
Tryin' to make it without you
On this rainy day in June
The thunder rolls, the lightning flashes
Every thought began with you
I see your face in every clouded paths
On this rainy day in June
It's a rainy day in June
The sky is grey and I am blue
Tryin' to make it without you
On this rainy day in June

song performed by by Alan Jackson
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June - It's Raining...

Walking down the lone street
Romancing the June rain
I met him for the first time
Call it chance or destiny

It was raining Love
First time when we kissed
We danced in the June rain
Got lost in its rhythm

I walked down the aisle
He took my hand forever
June showered her blessings
How we loved the June rain!

June is back once again
Rain and romance everywhere
Alone I sit, beside his grave
Rain pouring down my eyes

poem by Deepthi Vincent
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Bounty

We meet at last
You thought you were so cleaver
But you have must forgotten
That I'm cleaver just like you
You see I have been hunting you
All of my life and I'm
not going to stop here
I will never stop hunting you
You may think that you lost me
But no you have not
Everytime you look back
I'm right behind you
You can run but you cannot hide

poem by Bethany Williams
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3rd Of June

This is the 3rd of june, 1988
A highly unimportant day
Some airplane gliding into one of the bigger clouds over manhattan
In a downtown far away, mr. toomy, our face in a crowd
The city was slow and tired
The wall street boys wearing their ties around their neck
Like boxers towels after a fight
Mr. toomy stopped his pinstripe suit outside a barber shop
Looked at his face, took off his jacket and stepped on it
Whos that, whats that, what do you mean
Ill never know where I lost my dream
Whos that, whats that, gimme your name
3rd of june, end of game
No looking to the right
No looking to the left
Lenny is a target and always on track
Lenny is a target and nobody shoots
Lenny is a target lost the route
Ruins of a childs old fantasy
Ruins of a child was [? ]
Lenny is a target and nobody shoots
Lenny is a target lost the route
Whos that, whats that, what do you mean
Ill never know when I lost my dream
Whos that, whats that, gimme your name
3rd of june, end of game
Mr. toomy stopped his pinstripe suit outside a barber shop
Looked at his face
Took off his jacket
Put it on the pavement
Stepped on it
And started preaching like a monk from another world
After some minutes, he had a little crowd
Which dissappeared when a police car passed by slowly
Like rolling gloom
And mr. toomy throws his voice til he was the only one in the area
At this early night of june 3rd, 1988
Whos that, whats that, what do you mean
Ill never know when I lost my dream
Whos that, whats that, gimme your name
3rd of june, end of game

song performed by by Yello
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3rd Of June

This is the 3rd of june, 1988
A highly unimportant day
Some airplane gliding into one of the bigger clouds over manhattan
In a downtown far away, mr. toomy, our face in a crowd
The city was slow and tired
The wall street boys wearing their ties around their neck
Like boxers towels after a fight
Mr. toomy stopped his pinstripe suit outside a barber shop
Looked at his face, took off his jacket and stepped on it
Whos that, whats that, what do you mean
Ill never know where I lost my dream
Whos that, whats that, gimme your name
3rd of june, end of game
No looking to the right
No looking to the left
Lenny is a target and always on track
Lenny is a target and nobody shoots
Lenny is a target lost the route
Ruins of a childs old fantasy
Ruins of a child was [? ]
Lenny is a target and nobody shoots
Lenny is a target lost the route
Whos that, whats that, what do you mean
Ill never know when I lost my dream
Whos that, whats that, gimme your name
3rd of june, end of game
Mr. toomy stopped his pinstripe suit outside a barber shop
Looked at his face
Took off his jacket
Put it on the pavement
Stepped on it
And started preaching like a monk from another world
After some minutes, he had a little crowd
Which dissappeared when a police car passed by slowly
Like rolling gloom
And mr. toomy throws his voice til he was the only one in the area
At this early night of june 3rd, 1988
Whos that, whats that, what do you mean
Ill never know when I lost my dream
Whos that, whats that, gimme your name
3rd of june, end of game

song performed by by Yello
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Can It Be Stopped

Can they can they dropp it.
Can it,
Be stopped.

Can they can they dropp it.
Can it,
Be stopped.

Can it be dropped.
Can it be stopped.

Hoodwinkers on the loose.
Hoodwinkers out to dupe too!
And...
Can they be stooped.

Crooked people after loot,
Proving they can low stoop.
But...
Can they can they dropp it.
Can they be stopped.
Can they can they dropp it.
Can they be stopped.

Hoodwinkers on the loose,
Stooping low as they choose.
Can they can they dropp it.
Can it,
Be stopped.
Can they can they dropp it.
Can it,
Be stopped.
Can they can they dropp it.
Can it,
Be stopped.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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June Reber

Dear June, I was so sad to hear
You had fallen in a pool.
Not only did you hurt yourself
but I bet you felt a fool.

So heal up all those ligaments
keep walking up those paths.
Next time, please try not taking
underwater photographs!

Sent to June who fell into a pool in Florida whilst taking a snap, hurting herself and June cannot swim.
November 2003

poem by Ruth Street
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I feel that I can't do certain things that have sent to me, scripts, because I think that really - I've been June Cleaver for so many years, because we went back, you know, and we did - 20-year hiatus we had - and we went back and made 105 new ones. And so I really feel very strongly that there are certain things I won't do.

quote by Barbara Billingsley
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One Day In June

One day in June
I slipped away
Caught by desire
Drawn to the flame
My virtues disappeared
Light on my feet
Whispers as sweet as honey
Callin' to me
One day in June
One day in June
I felt the hunger
I ate the fruit
One day in June
So don't cry for me
I had my chance
I took a risk
I asked the wind to dance
Don't try to save me
I'm already gone
Everything's over
But I'm burning on
One day in June
One day in June
I felt the hunger
I ate the fruit
One day in June
And I don't like how it feels
To tell all these little lies
Tryin' to be the one you can count on
But all it's a thin disguise
I kissed it all goodbye
One day in June

song performed by by Heather Nova
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Memphis In June

(1945) paul francis webster, hoagy carmichael
Memphis in june
A shade veranda under sunday blue sky
Memphis in june
And my cousin miranda shes making a blueberry pie
I can see the clock outside a ticking and a tocking
Everything so peaceful and dandy
I can see my grandmama cross the street still a rocking
Watching all the neighbours go by oh my
Memphis in june
Sweet oleander blowing perfume in the air everywhere
Up jumps the moon to make it so much grander
Its paradise honey take my advice honey
Cos theres nothing loke old memphis in june

song performed by by Nina Simone
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If Not For June

If not for June,
My memories of Winter in December...
With a wish to witness,
The freshness of Spring March would bring...
Would not still remain so vivid.
As if only yesterday visited.
If not for June.

If not for June,
My eyesight would not be teased...
By the freedom felt in Summer,
With hopes that linger of those things I could do,
Under clear skies showing bright Sun.
And seeing the fun shared by nearly everyone,
If not for June.

And if not for June I would not be able to reminisce,
From so many experiences I could pick.
June seems to be the month I can do this.
With a thankfulness I am still in the midst,
Of a year that appears to have just begun.
With so much left to offer before it is done.
And for me this happens only when June comes.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Juno Gave the Summer

A sun for hearts – tempered rhythm in her flares;
The naked tan – bikini line a cry for stares;
Gregarious green, beguiled by colours en rapport –
The park’s alive! So what’s to hanker after more?

Children scream while parents dream their fantasies,
Igniting under brilliance –
They think they share resilience to the
Ultraviolet hues;
To lie displayed au naturel
Is what they’d rather choose!

And Helios peers at lovers in their
Heady worlds: vibrant leas to
Roam in hand; calming seas –
Satin sand insensible as
Water runs her ripples cross the
Shore – so like the park, it really
Cries for very little more!

In the garden, roses clamber for attention –
Pouting blooms, wafting scent –
Our floral monarch June’s event!
And fingers green receive the praise
From toiling hard for coloured blaze.

Compelled, I walk the countenance of sunny June
As Mother Nature danced amok in her saloon
Of roaring life, that came of youth in early spring
And nurtured in maternal warmth beneath her wing.

Eyes bedewed, I mellow in a reverie
– Hope renewed –
As Juno saw to suckle me with
Quintessential summer.

Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
All rights reserved

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June June June June June June June in summer
Summer for June summer for June summer for June in summer
June June June June June June June in summer
Summer for June summer for June summer for June in summer
June June June June June June June in summer
Summer for June summer for June summer for June in summer
June June June June June June June in summer
Summer for June summer for June summer for June in summer
Summer summer June summer June in summer summer

poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Sunrise Sign Missing

Now I used to live on the Avenue
named Sunrise-
The avenue's sign has gone missing
which is a surprise.
Only the people who already
know of this street—
can find their way to it
without a map of it on a sheet.
Is this sign a trophy on a wall somewhere?
Is this a sign that the street itself is invisible
to the sun's glare?
Sunrise is still the street I used to live—
it is the last name to my poet's alias.

poem by Christina Sunrise
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Living With Yourself

How do you live with yourself
When you are walking down the street
How do you live with yourself
When you tell lies to the people that you meet.
Don't you know that's it's not loyalty
When you go from one man to another
Don't you think that it's also disrespectful
When you tell others that you are a good mother.
You have cheated on all of your husbands
And also your boyfriends when you begged for help
Honestly how can you believe you done nothing wrong
Tell me again, how can you live with yourself.
Don't you know that it is a mortal sin
To live a life the way that you do
Telling your children that you done no wrong
Do you really want them to respect or be like you.
You live as a user and an adulterous
While others say you live a life as a tramp and a whore
And you have your children watching you sin
How can you live with yourself any more.
Are you happy with the deeds you have done
Even with the ones you have done many times before
Are you not tired of lying and making up stories
Dont you understand why with people you they ignore.
You still put on your act with people that you meet
You will not tell them the truth about yourself
If they knew too the evil and sin you commited
They would also tell you that you are going to hell.
So close your conscience and live your lie
And act like you care for others and them you want to help
But all you care is for yourself and only you
And ask GOD please, how can you live with yourself.

poem by Randy McClave
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Certified

Warnings...
Ignored.
Messages...
Ignored .
Speeches...
Ignored.
Lessons taught...
Ignored.
Observations...
Ignor ed.
Pleas...
All ignored with lifestyles threatened!

'Perhaps you weren't considered qualified,
and that's why you were ignored! '

Oh...
I'm not referring to them as the ones doing the ignoring!
I'm referring to those who ARE qualified,
I'm glad I ignored!
I am the maverick...
Deemed unsuitable for their 'selected' tastes!
Look at the mess they are in now.
And 'they' are the ones certified...
With values and standards they uphold!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Little Know It All

(feat. Sum 41)
I'm the kid that no one knows,
I live a life I never chose,
But these thoughts in my mind,
Are my own, my own
I'm face to face with the unknown,
My scary movie will be shown,
I've got one evil mind,
My own, my own
[Chorus:]
We take from one another,
And never stop to wonder how it feels from the other side,
But nothing lasts forever,
When stupid turnes to cleaver,
Why are you surprised,
Little know it all (litle know it all)
Ten bucks in my hand,
Little know it all (little know it all)
Don't cry, I understand
So...
I'm a target although smart,
They got amunition I got heart,
I'm analyized and tagged,
Before I start
So tell me who can I respect,
I feel the leash around my neck,
As I find out the shame,
In the game (in the game)
[Chorus:]
We take from one another,
And never stop to wonder how it feels from the other side,
But nothing lasts forever,
When stupid turnes to cleaver,
Why are you surprised,
And I feel like I've crawled outside the box
And I feel like I'm sleeping when I'm not
[Chorus:]
We take from one another,
And never stop to wonder how it feels from the other side,
But nothing lasts forever,
When stupid turnes to cleaver,
Why are you surprised,
Little know it all (litle know it all)
Ten bucks in my hand,
Little know it all (little know it all)
Don't cry, I understand
You little know it all (litle know it all)
Ten bucks in my hand,
Little know it all (little know it all)
Don't cry I understand,
You'll never know it all

song performed by by Iggy Pop
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On The Street

On the street
On the street
O, O, On the street
On the street
O, O, On the street
[Everybody dance]
[Watch for the difference]
On the street
{Breaking on broadway]
O, O, On the street
[Shaking on sunset strip]
On the street
[Like nobody booming supporting that]
Da, da, da, da, da ...
On the street
On the street
Dancing
On the street
On the street
Dancing
Dancing
On the street
On the street
[Twisting on the turnpipe]
Dancing
On the street
On the street
On the street ...
Da, da, da, da, ...
Dance on the street ...

song performed by by Madonna
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