Born To Be Beautiful
Laugh, laugh all you want,
I will have this last croissant.
I will stuff my beautiful face,
with chicken and fries and enjoy the taste.
I won’t diet or do my exercise plan,
I would rather eat potato chips and spam.
See beautiful runs in my family tree,
so hand me a double-stack hamburger please.
I will get on my knees and scream.
If I do, I might not get up,
then all my fat will be stuck,
under my big voluptuous butt.
Tony Robbins plan might not work,
I will keep my weight in the lurk,
and keep away all the jerks,
by sitting on them till it hurts.
Written by Christina Sunrise on Feb.15,2011
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Mr. Big Toe Goes To The Window
Mr. Big Toe, Mr. Big Toe wouldn’t you know,
drives up to the take out window.
He orders a burger with Hamburger Help hand by his side,
they were driving around town having a fun time.
Then Mr. Big Toe gets really stuffed,
now he is in a big grumpy gruff.
He tells Mrs. Hamburger Helper to get out of his truck.
Mrs.Hamburger Helper say’s _______ off!
They realize they were not meant to be,
Hamburger Helper hand doesn’t smell that pretty.
Written By Christina Sunrise on January 24,2012
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Life Will Speed Up
Life will speed up
from here on out,
You create a reality
without a doubt.
You can project
into the future
what you want,
Like “Hey, I want
a croissant.”
By intending
with your heart,
you set in motion
from the start,
but you have
to be the part.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 12,2011
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Everything Is Going To Be Like My Plan
Duty must be fulfilled
But everything is going to be like my plan
People could lie to me
But everything is going to be like my plan
Pray may be often
But everything is going to be like my plan
Time flies uncontrolled
But everything is going to be like my plan
Destiny may not be cooperated
But everything is going to be like my plan
Other plan may ruin mine
But everything is going to be like my plan
Body is reaching the limit
But everything is going to be like my plan
The will should be strengthened
But everything is going to be like my plan
The anxiety may be doubled
But everything is going to be like my plan
Critics never disappear
But everything is going to be like my plan
Life is unfair
But everything is going to be like my plan
The way seems lost
But everything is going to be like my plan
Regret is gnawing my sense
But everything is going to be like my plan
The goal still far away
But everything is going to be like my plan
The future end may unseen
But everything is going to be like my plan
Source may not be enough
But everything is going to be like my plan
Things always change
But everything is going to be like my plan
Problem keeps occurring
But everything is going to be like my plan
World would laugh
But everything is going to be like my plan
Failure keeps happening
But everything is going to be like my plan
Memories may not help
But everything is going to be like my plan
Luck may test me
But everything is going to be like my plan
Love may not support me
But everything is going to be like my plan
Weather wants to rebel
But everything is going to be like my plan
The form may be different
But everything is going to be like my plan
Hope could fool me
But everything is going to be like my plan
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Poem Everyday I Write
Purple poems I do write,
in the day or the night.
Rhyming here and rhyming there,
About people and pets
that I valued and value so dear.
Some people were just passing by,
some people made me mad, laugh, and cry.
I also write phunny poems now,
To make people laugh, laugh out loud.
So buy my collection of poems from me,
I will through an autograph for free.
Written by Christina Sunrise on August 23,2011
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Purple Poems
Purple poems I do write,
in the day or the night.
Rhyming here and rhyming there,
About people and pets
that I valued and value so dear.
Some people were just passing by,
some people made me mad, laugh, and cry.
I also write phunny poems now,
To make people laugh, laugh out loud.
So buy my collection of poems from me,
I will through an autograph for free.
Written by Christina Sunrise on August 23,2011
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You Will Remember Me When
YOU WILL REMEMBER ME WHEN
Sitting in the NYC Barnes & Noble,
I met an old lady who was very bold.
Sitting there with her sheepish grin,
She made fun of everything.
Like the way Melodie looked,
She was mean and a schmook.
She talked to me like
she was the editor of Reader’s Digest,
“You’ll never be like Dr. Suess,
for he is the best,
you don’t have a chance
for he’s the best.”
Now after she was finished
with her ranting stuff,
I said with my voice a gruff.
“I will be famous one day,
and you will regret every
word you say.”
Now I realize I developed
the NYC style, really frank
But with with a smile.
Written by Christina Sunrise on Feb.6,2011
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Work With Nature
Once we begin to use our 3rd eye
we will see fairies, elementals
for the first time.
We will work with them to help our
gardens grow
We will bless our water
and be conscious what we sow.
We will not use pesticides to
pollute the land
We will understand bugs
and how they fit in God's
divine plan.
All of nature will communicate
with use of telepathy
we will all work in harmony.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 14,2012
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Ghosts By Moon Lake
There’s a lake off of Moon Lake Road,
where stories are woven and retold.
about longtime gangster Al Capone.
Now I stayed in a house
right across the street,
and believe me I did not see,
but I heard a ghost talk to me.
See now legend has it,
that Al put people in this lake,
Now ghosts are around make no mistake.
I was in this house with Uncle Lenny,
he wasn’t scared for he couldn’t
hear a dropp of a penny.
He told me the ghosts leave him alone,
for they know he's handicapped
unlike his nephew Tone.
Yes, Tony said he heard them too,
I don’t know if he’s lying
or what he says is true.
All I know I don’t want to go back,
you can laugh at me and call me a quack.
I’ld rather see a ghost
then have one move my stuff,
that is scary and this I can't rebuff,
It’s not like eating at Denny’s
and having a lunch,
I believe in ghosts with an
absolute hunch.
Written by Christina Sunrise Feb.21,2011
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You'll Regret Every Word You Say
Sitting in the NYC Barnes & Noble,
I met an old lady who was very bold.
Sitting there with her sheepish grin,
she made fun of everything.
Like the way Melodie looked,
she was mean and a schmook.
She talked to me like
she was the editor of Reader’s Digest,
acting like a professional trying to impress.
“You’ll never be like Dr. Suess,
for he is the very best,
you don’t have a chance
your like all the rest.”
Now after she was finished
with her ranting stuff,
I said with my voice a gruff.
“I will be famous one day,
and you will regret every
word you say.”
Now I realize I developed
the NYC style,
really frank
but with with a smile,
just like Razel who is very blunt,
I wish she was there that day
to tell off this nut.
Written by Christina Sunrise on Feb.6,2011
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Are You Nuts?
You can lie to Sherry
and everyone else,
but remember you
have to live with yourself.
You think I was born yesterday?
That I can't figure you out
with the B.S. you say.
B.S. you say to the cops,
what a drama boy who has no chops.
Now fences break from a lot of weight,
for knocking over my plants you sealed your fate
Saying your sorry to the Plant Kingdom is at hand
for what you do to it, you do to the land.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 30,2011
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My Beautiful Darling! !
You are beautiful
Not only because of the curve of your hips
Or the shape of your body
Not only because of the fullness of your lips
Or the curl of your eye lashes
You are beautiful because you want to be
You are beautiful because God made you that way
You are beautiful because in your eyes
There is no one more beautiful than you.
You are beautiful because you have a heart
And that is a beautiful thing
You are beautiful because you have a brain
And that is a beautiful thing
You are beautiful because you give advice
And that is a beautiful thing
You are beautiful because you want to be
You are beautiful because God made you that way
You are beautiful because in your eyes
There is no one more beautiful than you.
You are beautiful because you have confidence
You are beautiful because you have determination and wit
You are beautiful because you have goals and you plan to reach them
You are beautiful because you are always there to lend a helping hand
You are beautiful because you want to be
You are beautiful because God made you that way
You are beautiful because in your eyes
There is no one more beautiful than you..
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Beautiful
I am beautiful
Not only because of the curve of my hips
Or the shape of my body
Not only because of the fullness of my lips
Or the curl of my eye lashes
I am beautiful because I want to be
I am beautiful because God made me that way
I am beautiful because in my eyes
There is no one more beautiful than me
I am beautiful because I have a heart
And that is a beautiful thing
I am beautiful because I have a brain
And that is a beautiful thing
I am beautiful because I give advice
And that is a beautiful thing
I am beautiful because I want to be
I am beautiful because God made me that way
I am beautiful because in my eyes
There is no one more beautiful than me
I am beautiful because I have confidence
I am beautiful because I have determination and wit
I am beautiful because I have goals and I plan to reach them
I am beautiful because I am always there to lend a helping hand
I am beautiful because I want to be
I am beautiful because God made me that way
I am beautiful because in my eyes
There is no one more beautiful than me
2/9/08
poem by Candice George
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It’s O.K. To Be Skinny
It’s o.k. to call someone skinny,
but not call someone fat,
what’s up with that?
In society we made it “bad”
to be fat, when all of us were
born to be fat,
it’s in our genes to protect us
when famine would last.
If you eat more than you exercise,
you will then soon realize
that you could get fat,
unless of course you
have a high metabolism
in which then you fit in,
fit in because it looks like
you work out in the gym.
Worth it’s weight in gold
I am told, came from
a time when it was encouraged
to be fat for you would get
more money from your
husband’s dad.
On some planets people
weigh less
because of gravity lesser force,
but not on Earth of course.
Written By Christina Sunrise on February 4,2012
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Vampire Suckers
They all want to grab you and steal your light,
they are jealous and start a fight.
They are vampire suckers,
who laugh when you are down,
really they are the fools,
for their fear rebounds.
Deep back to themselves,
all is recorded they are found out.
Double cross games that trick people’s minds,
keep up their lies for they make new lines.
They are caught in their ego state,
mind games, lies and bitter hate.
So they loose out once and for all,
they never learn, mature and grow,
They schrink and fall.
fall back into suffering and pain,
never to reclaim reality and be sane.
Written by Christina Sunrise on May 5,2011
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Faraway Planet
We live on a faraway
Planet in the Milky Way,
why would we
kill each other every day?
We are known as
the insane asylum
of the universe,
It makes sense,
even if it hurts.
We will overcome
all of evil and negativity,
one day we will be set free.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 17,2011
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How Beautiful U R
How Beautiful u r
You r beautiful
Not only because of the curve of your hips
Or the shape of your body
Not only because of the fullness of your lips
Or the curl of your eye lashes
You r beautiful because you want to be
You r beautiful because God made you that way
You r beautiful in my eyes
There is no one more beautiful than you
You r beautiful because you have a heart
And that is a beautiful thing
You r beautiful because you have a brain
And that is a beautiful thing
You r beautiful because you give advice
And that is a beautiful thing
You r beautiful because you want to be
You r beautiful because God made you that way
You r beautiful in my eyes
There is no one more beautiful than you
You r beautiful because you have confidence
You r beautiful because you have determination and wit
You r beautiful because you have goals and you plan to reach them
You r beautiful because you always there to lend a helping hand
You r beautiful because you want to be
You r beautiful because God made you that way
You r beautiful in my eyes
There is no one more beautiful than You
Dats y u r de beautiful one in dis world?
Dats y u r my friend? ?
Thanks for being my friend...
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I’m Divine
You yelled at me
and called me names,
that’s o.k. I’m still the same,
See I haven’t changed.
for I am divine,
and ageless through
the end of time.
So call me names till
your blue in the face,
I will have left
this planet
a better place,
and you might
be filled with disgrace.
Written on April 10,2011 by Christina Sunrise
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Evil Robot
You think I’m crazy,
maybe I’m not,
maybe it was my evil robot.
Yes, he was programmed to do the deed,
he’s filled with spite
he’s filled with greed.
Greed to succeed,
to make me lead.
I programmed him I do confess,
he will do like all the rest.
Take over my plan that I do best.
controlling minds of humans
for I’ve experimented and I did test.
I will reign once again,
in this realm of fairy land.
Written by Christina Sunrise on September 12,2011
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Beautiful Me
They look at my dark complexion and they laugh.
But that don’t bother me.
For I’m beautiful.
Beautiful me.
I love my wide nose,
and thick lips.
I’m beautiful.
Beautiful me.
Now, my hips are wide,
and I got a lot of junk in my trunk.
But I’m beautiful.
Beautiful me.
My hair may be coarse,
And my breast are not enhance.
But I’m still beautiful.
Beautiful me.
So they may point, and laugh if they want too.
They may even call me names because of my
dark skin. I won’t cry because beauty is in
the eye of the beholder. And in my eyes
I’m beautiful.
Beautiful me.
I Am Your Chanteuse
I will be your bad news,
For I will sing songs and be a chanteuse,
What, you can’t to be amused?
I will be like Christina and Cher,
I will drape my beautiful long hair,
Stare into your eyes and sing,
All the most adoring things
About romance, chivalry and love,
For I am now your white dove.
So precious and sweet, like your chocolate treat.
All pretty for you to enjoy,
Looking at me you see I’m not just a puppet
But your new precious toy.
Written November 26,2010
By Christina Sunrise
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