Allalu Mo Wauleen (The Beggar’s Address to His Bag)
GOOD neighbors, dear, be cautious,
And covet no man’s pounds or pence.
Ambition’s greedy maw shun,
And tread the path of innocence!
Dread crooked ways and cheating,
And be not like those hounds of Hell,
Like prowling wolves awaiting,
Which once upon my footsteps fell.
An allalu mo wauleen,
My little bag I treasured it;
’Twas stuffed from string to sauleen,
A thousand times I measured it!
Should you ever reach Dungarvan,
That wretched hole of dole and sin,
Be on your sharpest guard, man,
Or the eyes out of your head they’ll pin.
Since I left sweet Tipperary,
They eased me of my cherished load,
And left me light and airy,
A poor dark man upon the road!
An allalu mo wauleen!
No hole, no stitch, no rent in it,
’Twas stuffed from string to sauleen,
My half-year’s rent was pent in it.
A gay gold ring unbroken,
A token to a fair young maid,
Which told of love unspoken,
To one whose hopes were long delayed,
A pair of woolen hoseen,
Close knitted, without rub or seam,
And a pound of weed well-chosen,
Such as smokers taste in dream!
An allalu mo wauleen,
Such a store I had in it;
’Twas stuffed from string to sauleen,
And nothing mean or bad in it!
Full oft in cosy corner
We’d sit beside a winter fire,
Nor envied prince or lord, or
To kingly rank did we aspire.
But twice they overhauled us,
The dark police of aspect dire,
Because they feared, Mo Chairdeas,
You held the dreaded Fenian fire!
An allalu mo wauleen,
My bag and me they sundered us,
’Twas stuffed from string to sauleen,
My bag of bags they sundered us!
Yourself and I, mo stóreen,
At every hour of night and day,
Through road and lane and bohreen
Without complaint we made our way,
Till one sore day a carman
In pity took us from the road,
And faced us towards Dungarvan
Where mortal sin hath firm abode.
An allalu mo wauleen,
Without a hole or rent in it,
’Twas stuffed from string to sauleen,
My half-year’s rent was pent in it!
My curses attend Dungarvan,
Her boats, her borough, and her fish,
May every woe that mars man
Come dancing down upon her dish!
For all the rogues behind you,
From Slaney’s bank to Shannon’s tide,
Are but poor scholars, mind you,
To the rogues you’d meet in Abbeyside!
An allalu mo wauleen,
My little bag I treasured it,
’Twas stuffed from string to sauleen,
A thousand times I measured it!
poem by Anonymous English
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Six String Music
Six string music
By: jimmy buffett, g.e. smith
1994
Turn off the t.v.
Turn off the crap
Kick off your high heels
Climb up in my lap
Chorus:
And Ill play music
A song from me to you
Simple six string music
A ballad or the blues
No interruptions
>from the telephone
Dont need call waitin
Just you and me alone
Chorus:
And my six string music (six string music)
A song from me to you
Simple six string music (six string music)
A ballad or the blues
Oh I remember that night in africa
My daughter and my little guitar
Straddling the equator
The king of zanzibar
Those shy black hidden faces
They didnt know me from adams cat
But the words and the singin
And the people in a ring
And the whole night went like that
Now some folks like icing
Some folks like cake
Some swim in the ocean
Some paddle in a lake
Well you can get into beethoven
Or you can groove on jimmy reed
But keep it simple stupid
All we really need is
Chorus:
Six string music (six string music)
A song from me to you
Simple six string music (six string music)
A ballad or the blues
Six string music (six string music)
Aint no symphony
Its just six string music (six string music)
So elementary
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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String Of Lies
I've got no politics no influential friend or two
I've got ideas but it's nothing I picked up at school
I might be running but I'm never running back to you
And here's a letter from the real world I don't expect you'll reply
And anything you're gonna tell me it's just another lie
I had to wait so long that weeks and months that passed me by
You've got no power and my situation don't apply
You ask me how I am I lie and say I'm doing fine
And with your sugar sweetened alibi there was a truth I never knew
And all the attitude you gave me it's coming back to you
String of lies it's always compromise with you
String of lies you know there's nothing left to do
String of lies it's been a string of lies with you
And here's a letter from the real world I don't expect your reply
And anything you're gonna tell me it's just another lie
String of lies we always compromise for you
String of lies you know there's nothing left to do
String of lies it's been a string of lies with you
String of lies we always compromise for you
And here's a letter from the real world
song performed by by Goo Goo Dolls
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November's Chill
For 'twas in November's month
the change of guards took place
the month my heart fell to sleep
For 'twas in that darken time
our Love slowly faded away
and in passing, our words were few.
And I am left lonely an' oh so cold.....
For 'twas in November's month
we became two ships in passing
entering port's harbour at separate times
For 'twas in that lonely state
two hearts screamed of Love
and the sheets never warmed again.
And I am left lonely an' oh so cold.......
For 'twas in Novembers month
we tasted Love once again
and like the first time I know home
For 'twas in that lonely bed
separately we lay our heads
yet in dream, you are near as am I
No longer left lonely an' oh so cold...........
poem by Geoff Warden
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Love's Young Dream
Oh! the days are gone, when Beauty bright
My heart's chain wove;
When my dream of life, from morn till night,
Was love, still love.
New hope may bloom,
And days may come,
Of milder calmer beam,
But there's nothing half so sweet in life
As love's young dream:
No, there's nothing half so sweet in life
As love's young dream.
Though the bard to purer fame may soar,
When wild youth's past;
Though he win the wise, who frown'd before,
To smile at last;
He'll never meet
A joy so sweet,
In all his noon of fame,
As when first he sung to woman's ear
His soul-felt flame,
And, at every close, she blush'd to hear
The one loved name.
No, -- that hallow'd form is ne'er forgot
Which first love traced;
Still it lingering haunts the greenest spot
On memory's waste.
'Twas odour fled
As soon as shed;
'Twas morning's winged dream;
'Twas a light, tht ne'er can shine again
On life's dull stream:
Oh! 'twas light that n'er can shine again
On life's dull stream.
poem by Thomas Moore
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I've Got The World On A String
I've got the world on a string
Sitting on a rainbow
Got the string around my finger
What a world, what a life - I'm in love
I've got a song that I sing
I can make the rain go
Any time I move my finger
Lucky me, can't you see - I'm in love
Life's is a beautiful thing
As long as I hold the string
I'd be a silly so-and-so
If I should ever let it go
I've got the world on a string
Sitting on a rainbow
Got the string around my finger
What a world, what a life - I'm in love
Life's is a beautiful thing
As long as I hold the string
I'd be a silly so-and-so
If I should ever let it go
I've got the world on a string
Sitting on a rainbow
Got the string around my finger
I'm walking around with my head in a clouds
And I'm feeling so good
I don't want to come down
And I'm shouting it out
I'm in love
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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A Stray Kitten
In the spring he toyed with her
her ball of string was long
she tossed it high and higher
gamboling along.
In summer they were lovers
passionate and hot,
her ball of string was short,
she'd found a lover's knot.
By Autumn love had cooled
she found she'd lost allure
The string she'd played with
frayed and tore away.
By winter she'd been ousted
she shivered in the snow.
Her ball of string was cut
and she, a little kitten, froze.
poem by Ruth Walters
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County Fair
This time each year in our hometown
The county fair comes our way
Where the folks gather round to be happy and spend their day
A-heres what happened now,
I soon decide that Id take with me
The most specialest girl I knew
I had her pack us a lunch and on down the dirt road we flew
(hurry hurry, step right up and win your girl a stuffed koala bear)
[aw, come on nicky. win me a koala bear]
(break the balloon with a dart)
(yes you son, come up here. win your girl a stuffed koala bear)
[oh please win me a koala bear]
(break the balloon with a dart. come on son, step right up)
(get up there, thats a boy)
Right then I knew what I had to do
(hurry, hurry)
Before that day was through
(step right up)
I had to win a stuffed doggie or Id break her poor heart in two
(hurry, hurry)
(win a prize)
A let me tell you now,
I passed up a chance when I walked by a booth
(hurry, hurry)
Where you throw a dart and break a balloon
(step right up)
I snuck by a couple more, but I had to get caught real soon
(hurry, hurry)
(win a prize)
(step right up, test your strength.)
(come on son, ring the bell with the hammer)
[aww, come on muscles]
(win your girl a stuffed koala bear)
[ooohhh]
(come on son, are you a man or a weakling? )
(yes you, step up here and test your strength)
(win your girl a stuffed koala bear)
[come on baby]
(come on son)
I hit the rubber stump just as hard as I could
(hurry, hurry)
But I didnt make it ring the bell
(step right up)
I tried again and again, but I just didnt do so well
(hurry, hurry)
(win a prize)
Can you believe it now,
Up walked a fella and he tapped me on the shoulder, said
(hurry, hurry)
I can win your girl a prize
(step right up)
So, he flexed all his muscles and knocked the bell up in the sky
(hurry, hurry)
(win a prize)
Yeah the big strong guy knocked the bell in the sky
(hurry, hurry)
Took my girl and the doggie away
(step right up...)
Yeah the big strong guy knocked the bell in the sky
(step right up son, test your strength)
Took my girl and the doggie away
(come on kid, ring the bell)
Yeah the big strong guy knocked the bell in the sky
[ah, goodbye muscles. I dont need you anymore]
Took my girl and the doggie away
[loser]
song performed by by Beach Boys
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String-a-long
String-a-long, string-a-long, thats what I am
String-a-long, string-a-long, thats what I am
String-a-long - thats all I am is just your
String-a-long someone that you just seem to
Bring along, whenever you are all alone
And need some company you always turn to me
String-a-long - thats all I do is sort of
String-a-long you never seem to notice
Im along although I hope and pray that
You will need me someday
All I ever do - is tag along with you
No matter where you chance to roam
Im just satisfied - to be by your side
Here - there - near - far - I wanna be anywhere you are
Treat me wrong and maybe soon youll lose your
String-a-long, someone may come and bring a
Love thats strong and wanna string-a-long with me
Break:
All I ever do - is tag along with you
No matter where you chance to roam
Im just satisfied - to be by your side
Here - there - near - far - I wanna be anywhere you are
Treat me wrong - and maybe soon youll lose your
String-a-long someone may come and bring a
Love thats strong and wanna string-a-long with me
Ill find somebody new - wont treat me like you do
Ill find somebody new - wont treat me like you do
Ill find somebody new - wont treat me like you do
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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Floobie Doobie Doo
As I walk down to Bishop Street I met a girl who smiled so sweet
Now she was young and pretty too
And on a string she walked with a thing called the Floobie Doobie Doo
Oh the Floobie Doobie Doo now what is that it ain't no dog and it ain't no cat
It's not the doll with eyes of blue
I never seen such a thing as thing called the Floobie Doobie Doo
It had one tooth five purple toes sixteen elbows and a twelve-foot nose
You never see one in the Zoo
I mean a thing like a thing on a string called the Floobie Doobie Doo
I told that girl lemme take you home and maybe we can be alone hahaha
She said I'd love to go home with you
But I have to cling to my thing on the string called the Floobie Doobie Doo
Well I took her home that very night we talked a while and I dimmed the light
She cuddled close and the next thing I knew
Just as soon as it seen us in between us jumped the Floobie Doobie Doo
It stayed all night it stayed all year I never got to hold you near
I said sweet baby I wanna cling to you
But she wanna cling to the thing on the string called the Floobie Doobie Doo
Oh the Floobie Doobie Doo oh now what is that
It ain't no dog it ain't no cow it ain't no cat
It's not the doll with eyes of blue
You just can't swing with the thing on the string called the Floobie Doobie Doo
Well she cried and cried she wiped her eye she said farewell so long goodbye
For though I loved you yes I do
I can't reveal the love that I feel for the Floobie Doobie Doo
I never see her anymore she never knocks upon my door
And every night alone and blue
I sit and swing about a swing on a thing
I mean I sit and think about a swing on a thing
I mean I sit and sing about a thing on a string called the Floobie Doobie Doo oooh
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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Ill fated motherhood! -Haikkoo
Stuffed calf
Cow licks with tears
Ill fated motherhood!
Rent arrears
Spider evicted
Cobweb cleaning!
Books in the loft
Stomach is full
Well bloated rat!
poem by V.K. Kanniappan
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Delighted, Delirious! 22.09.09
The house is in good taste except
next to my bed, a water hyacinth
and white flowers, a riot of pink
a little doll, glittering fairy
wings in a purple hue
Books and pictures of fairies
stuffed animals, sea-shells on
a string, a shiny butterfly, purple
beads, no-one can take my kitsch
away
No-one can criticise my taste in
my room, I am rich when I look
at my treasures, as precious as
beautiful thoughts, my production
sheet was correct
For the first time ever - I am
so glad, so delighted
so delirious!
poem by Margaret Alice
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Sonnet # 50 William Shakespeare
Twas in merry olde England many a year ago
The bard weaved his sort'd tales
Of tragedy, revenge, love and comedy
Of each twas said he knew'th all to well
Oh how that quill must of scratched long into the night
Whilst he penn'd the words his heart held so dear
Surrounded by the glow of candle light, illuminating
A solitary figure t'which the world now so reveres
Romance dripped from every love fill'd sonnet
The two sexes to him was fair game
For he himself twas not prejudice against amour
For both he could love'th just the same
Sweet William in history did'st thou carve thy rightful place
When thee took thy pen in hand and enlighten'd the human race
poem by John A. Hancock
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Cola inspired by A Dying Tiger—moaned for Drink—
septuagenarian late grandma
on her deathbed asked for coke
so she got coke
a light cup that
weighed so much
it pulled on every string of my heart
my tears ran
late grandma
dead and sound now
quiet as a graveyard
it is better that way
she is somewhere anyway
perhaps resting quietly in a seed
waiting for her next leap
forward to another realm
cooooooooola
inspired by
A Dying Tiger—moaned for Drink—
I hunted all the Sand—
I caught the Dripping of a Rock
And bore it in my Hand—
His Mighty Balls—in death were thick—
But searching—I could see
A Vision on the Retina
Of Water—and of me—
'Twas not my blame—who sped too slow—
'Twas not his blame—who died
While I was reaching him—
But 'twas—the fact that He was dead—
Emily Dickinson
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Down This Road Before
When your kisses turn from wine to water
The fire in your eyes lose their glow
When your phone rings without answer
All your friend say they don’t know
I get that old familiar feeling
You’ve been cheating on me again
That I’m left dangling on a string
In case it don’t work out with them
I’ve been down this road before
And know where the heartaches lie in wait
That you’ll come running back
When you’ve realised your mistake
Each time I say it will be different
That when your cheating days are through
I’ll have found someone else
To take the place of you
But I’m just fooling myself
Because I know it isn’t true
I’ll still be at your beck and call
When the red rose turns to blue
Its happened so many times before
I should be used to it by now
Know all the warning signs
Because I’ve been down this road before
20 Feb 1996
poem by David Harris
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A Journey of a £20 Note
Crisp and fresh at the start of my journey
I come at a price your have to earn me
Stored in the bank then im disbursed
Through a hole in the wall and straight in your purse
No time to rest im changing hands
And into the shops till im slammed
Shut away with familiar faces
When im exchanged, another replaces
Stuffed into the pocket of a strangers jeans
Unscruffed and straightened then stuffed in a machine
In I go, pushed in at an angle
Used and abused for the sake of a gamble
Left in the dark, then out a few of us springs
Me and another Is what this smirking man wins
Lead away but not very far
Handed over for a round of drinks at the bar
Before I could rest I was exchanged again
placed on a table with to creepy old men
I hoped I wouldn't be stopped here long
The men got excited and I was slipped in a thong
After the show I was pulled out from below
Rolled into a tube that she put in her nose
Then I was placed into the palm of a shady chap
That folded me in half and passed the girl a wrap
Added to a stack were we all looked the same
On a green table in a high stake card game
I reached the biggest pile and the player made a fuss
Cause he just won me and many more in a bluff
Swept us off the table in a black brief case
Next thing I knew I was transferred into a safe
Get a chance to rest till the next cycle that I make
don't love me to much though or your be tempting fate
Im the cause of your greed, gluttony, envy and lust
But you still desire me cause I am a must
poem by Nic Hillen
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I've Got The World On A String
I've got the world on a string, sittin' on a rainbow,
Got that string around my finger
What a world, what a life,
I'm in love
I've got a new song I sing, I can make the rain go,
Anytime I move my finger, lucky me, can't you see?
I'm in love
Life's a wonderful thing, long as I hold that string,
I'd be a silly so and so, if I should ever let you go
I've got the world on a string, sittin' on a rainbow,
Got that string around my finger, what a world, what a life,
I'm in love
Life's a crazy thing, long as I hold that string,
I'd be a silly so and so, if I should ever let you go
I've got the world on a string, sittin' on a rainbow,
Got that string around my finger, what a world,
man this is the life,
Hey now I'm in love
song performed by by Lisa Stansfield
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A Puppet On A String
A puppet on a string is all that you are,
And all that you ever will be
Your told what to hear and what to say
And you're even told what you can believe.
You are not free as you were once before
As you gave that and your dignity away
Now you are told where to go and what to wear
And you were even told to change your name.
Your watched and not trusted wherever you go
And you must ask permission to leave
And that is the life that you chose for yourself
Now for you there is only shame and pity.
You're a puppet on the string as that is you
Your puppeteer tells you how to act
He tells you what to cook and when to sleep
And when to bed him and how to react,
But what can you do, as you have nowhere to go
Everyone knows of your lying and your ways
Your own daughters are confused because of you
Now they will be like you in their own adult days.
You changed your hair and you changed your name
Because your master commanded you to
To make him happy is what you want to do best
But sadly this situation for you isn't new.
You're a puppet on the string that's all that I hear
Wherever you might go or what you might say
You walk in the footsteps your master placed for you
And you will walk them until your dying days.
Your strings are pulled and then you will walk
Your strings are pulled and then you will obey
Your strings are pulled and then you will answer
And that's how you will be from day unto day.
No truth or loyally does your master have for you
Not even a vow to GOD or a wedding ring
But you never expect or accepted them anyway
As all that you are, is but a puppet on a string.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Please Dont Drag That String Around
(words & music by blackwell - scott)
You like to keep me dangling on a string
cause you know without you my life dont mean a thing
So I beg you
Please dont drag that string around, oh no
Well, what if it should break
Oh, tell me, what would I do then
Keep that string up off the ground
Oh, yeah, remember my heart is tied to the other end
Yes, Im your puppet, my heart is in your hand
One twist of the wrist and I jump to your command
So I beg you
Please dont drag that string around, oh no
Well, what if it should break
What would I do then
Baby, keep that string up off the ground
Oh, yeah, remember my heart is tied to the other end
I feel inside me, as sure as anything
One day Ill mean more to you than a puppet on a string
So I beg you
Please dont drag that string around, oh no
Well, what if it should break
Oh, tell me, what would I do then
Keep that string up off the ground
Oh, yeah, remember my heart is tied to the other end
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Twas such a little—little boat
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'Twas such a little—little boat
That toddled down the bay!
'Twas such a gallant—gallant sea
That beckoned it away!
'Twas such a greedy, greedy wave
That licked it from the Coast—
Nor ever guessed the stately sails
My little craft was lost!
poem by Emily Dickinson
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A playful destiny
Helplessness,
Sheer helplessness,
Those moments of great disappointment,
Empty pocket,
Stuffed mind,
Stuffed with various desires,
The more they strike, the less they are met,
It turns bad when we are the centre of every hope,
God is also the centre of all hopes,
But there is a difference,
He is nothing to do with our joy and sorrow,
He rewards them whom he wishes,
His treasure is great,
It never reduces,
But we have trifle given by Him,
And still we are the centre of many hopes,
We are clasped in the cruel jaws of destiny
Whom He controls with all His might,
Come what may, We will get only what we are destined to,
Whether we live or not.
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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