Cliff Is Swell
There is a guy named Cliff,
who has a natural gift.
He plays the guitar in his band,
he make original songs from poems I understand.
During the day he keeps the heat away,
he knows his stuff anytime of day.
He makes your air conditioning cold,
he doesn’t need to be told.
He also works when you are not there,
for he is licensed and insured.
His air conditioning company is named Swell,
Blue ocean waves is his logo,
so it is easy to remember and tell.
Tell all your friends he is the best,
and will get the job done,
he is great, so tell your friends and everyone.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 20,2011
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Cliff Is Swell
There is a guy named Cliff,
who has a natural gift.
He plays the guitar in his band,
he make original songs from poems I understand.
During the day he keeps the heat away,
he knows his stuff anytime of day.
He makes your air conditioning cold,
he doesn't need to be told.
He also works when you are not there,
for he is licensed and insured.
His air conditioning company is named Swell,
Blue ocean waves is his logo,
so it is easy to remember and tell.
Tell all your friends he is the best,
and will get the job done,
he is great, so tell your friends and everyone.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 20,2011
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Getting Over Stage Fright
People say imagine people naked
to get over stage fright,
I say imagine people like little suns
shining bright.
All of them bright orange beaming light,
on to my act for they make me look right,
Right to the character on my right hand,
She is the one who doesn’t understand.
Understand humans for she makes fun of them,
she only has her bat, she has no friends.
So feel for me on the stage,
I’m next to an evil puppet who’s filled with rage.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 12,2011
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Ugo Print
On Lake Avenue, there is a business owner named Que.
He owns Ugo Print and he has a great crew.
His crew develops, creates and makes a new
your brochures, business cards and letterhead too.
Ugo Print took my artwork and enlarged it for a fair price,
better then Fed Ex, and staff is really nice.
Business cards of mine where printed with a great format,
Ugo Print made it great I can vouch for that.
Embroidery and screen printing Ugo does as well,
they are a full range printing company that does sell,
sell direct mail that makes your business boom,
print with Que who is exceptional and his employees too.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 8,2011
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Bee Gees
Bee Gees
The Bee Gees I did see,
in Florida on New Years Eve.
It was the December 1999
it was great to see Bee Gee's live.
Barry, Robin and Maurice,
sing together in harmony.
Dressed sharp and just right,
playing hits till past 12 o'clock midnight.
Bee Gees looked fantastic and in good form,
it was the millennium and they took it by storm.
Now Maurice had passed on,
all fans are sad that he is gone.
Bee Gees band will soon reform,
for the Bee Gees set the disco music norm.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 10,2011
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Vito And Rocco
Two little white Pugs that are brothers,
hard to tell them apart from each other.
Only Vito is the one that is friendly and plays,
Rocco is reserved and stands by at bay.
Vita Dominica was Geraldine’s mother’s name,
Geraldine told me her name means “Life of Sundays”
So Vito was named after Vita you see,
and Rocco was named after the father of Geraldine.
One of the dogs, I don’t know who,
can say “I Love You”
Yes, these 2 pugs get along quite well,
they are quite happy walking together with no bells.
They are full of energy and never run out of steam,
they know how to be good for their “special treat”.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on December 22,2011
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Miss Melodie Go To Bed
“Now little Miss Melodie go to bed”
Mikey said as he shook his head.
Little Miss Melodie the small doll,
was laying straight up
on a stiletto shoe one inch tall.
He was babysitting her while
Sue was gone,
he worked in Sue’s office all night long.
On Sue’s website named Suzae,
this is one of her Sue’s alias’s
one of her unique names.
Mikey did add on to Sue’s website,
‘Hot Comic’s of Comedy’
and ‘Vacations of 2005”.
Now Melodie has her very own site,
it will all come under one domain
when Sue get’s it right.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 25,2011
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Ocean Clark The Original Painter
Ocean Clark knows how to paint
he paints musicians and celebrities great.
Paintings start out as abstract background
can transform into musicians while listening
to the musical songs.
Ocean used to do sculptures but changed his mind
he does body paint and nudes exceptionally fine.
Check out Ocean Clarks site or google him on the web
he is a very original artist for I met him—he's the best.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 14,2012
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Bootsy The Family Dog
Bootsy is the family pet,
I made sure she was fed,
when I thought she was pregnant.
Bootsy had puppies every year,
by a shaggy dog named Coco
who was the Jon Juan so dear.
Puppies where given to friends of my brother,
they looked liked twins, they looked like each other.
Bootsy jumped and ran and played
in the open fields during the day.
As time went on a fence went up,
Stopping her to run and jump.
She gained weight then got sick,
could hardly walk, was sad from it.
I came to see her in 1988,
she lay by couch, not looking great.
I have a photo of her, Allisa and me,
Memory I keep of us girls, all three.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 11,2011
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Alias Poem
Many selves with personalities I do have
I have different alias for you to understand.
Christina Sunrise writes about planet Earth
Suzae Chevalier writes about life since birth.
Sue Chevalier writes of characters on Krendoll land
Suzae is the visual artist, performing artist
paints and uses oral presentations to understand.
Now don't forget Puppit Lady for Razel has a voice
Melodie also who speaks with 'Freedom of Choice.'
So visit www.suzae.com right now
where you will see all of them make a home
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 9,2012
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Anderson's Home
Teenage runaways, problem child,
pregnant girls try to smile.
telling their story
to a counselor all the while.
About how they became so bad,
I was just disappointed and very sad.
Yes, I was the scapegoat
where everything is my fault.
I was a part of the juvenile delinquent cult.
Luckily I was taught,
to wait for the man of your dreams,
don't get pregnant like my friends in their teens.
All my friends sent away that summer,
just like me, it was such a bummer.
Ate so much I got fat,
went swimming once, that was that.
This all happened at Anderson's home,
teenagers sent there because they where wronged.
Wronged by parents because they are blamed
for things totally insane.
Hopefully homes like this will be a thing of the past,
child abuse will end, it will not last.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 5,2011
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Conditioning
Well youre not, youre not who you think you are
Well we think that you are john or dave
But youre not, youre not who you think you are
Jumbled mass of preconceived ideas
From our birth we were given an identity
People told us we were great or small
From our birth we were given rules of right or wrong
Not forgetting the bullies at school
The world teaches us to think that life is full of limitations
The world tries to make us think that there are loads of limits
The world teaches us to think that life is full of limitations
The world tries to make us think that there are loads of limits
Welcome to conditioning
Welcome to conditioning
And as the world makes us feel great
And as the world makes us feel small
Oh so convinced of our identity
If we only knew it we just cant believe it we just wont believe it
Leading us to think that we are such a success
Conning us to think that we are just a failure
Leading us to think that we are so intelligent
Conning us to think that we are just a do-do do-do
Welcome to conditioning
Welcome to conditioning
Who is to say what is what
Welcome to conditioning
Who is to say what is what
Welcome to conditioning
Who is to say what is what
Er, sorry, ha ha
Who is to say what is what
Welcome to conditioning
Who is to say what is what
Welcome to conditioning
Who is to say what is what
Welcome to conditioning
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What is a Soul Mate?
Now people have asked me for some time,
“Is your soul mate great and will I find mine? ”
Well, I look at them and do reply,
“Well, with my experience I can tell you this,
I met 3 of mine and they all went fizz.
Now, don’t get me wrong,
These are people with hang-ups too,
It’s not your fairytale land of Mr. Magoo.
Now, they all like me, but not each other,
a friend told me one looks like my brother.
Now synchronicity will bring you to them,
you have a lesson to learn, you can still be friends.
Now, there is one more left in my group,
I guess he’s out there somewhere, but not in the loop.'
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 27,2011
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Little Loui’s Bark
In Cincinnati in the winter freezing cold,
Betty and her son would be brave and very bold.
They would venture out and find a little guy,
The smallest Yorkie puppy with love in his eyes.
Yes, a little Yorkie that was small but not afraid,
Betty named him Loui after a song her son played.
Yes, Loui is a sweet pup, but also has a bark,
he protects Betty as they walk in the dark.
He is very protective and watches with his keen eyes,
He’s not afraid of nobody while watching Betty’s side.
Especially at City Place where people are about,
He is quick to bark while checking them out.
Loui the little Yorkie needs to know,
if stranger passing by are a friend or a foe.
So remember Loui who’s bark
is smaller than his bite,
He will protect Betty day or night.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 17,2011
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Grandma Kay's 95th Birthday
Grandma Kay just turned ninety five,
on her birthday in 2009.
In her nursing home her family was there,
Watching her blew out birthday candle without a care.
She was the star of her birthday show,
She blew out a candle that sparkled and glowed.
Friends and family sang along,
to her personalized birthday song.
Her son Russ played the guitar,
this was her best birthday by far.
She unwrapped presents from family and friends,
she was very happy like a child again.
Photo memories are snapped in time,
To remember Kay's 95th Birthday that shined.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 9,2011
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A Dog Named Martini
Martini the little shitsu was cute as can be,
Wagging his tail so carefree.
by the ocean with good friend Suzy.
Now he was very aware,
for when he got scared,
he hid under Mya's desk
and there he would rest,
his head on Mya's small feet,
then he'ld look up for a treat.
"Now why did you name him Martini? "
I asked Mya quizzically one day.
Then Mya turned her head to say,
"Well, this is the story Sue Chevalier,
"Martini was named after the club
where people like to dance,
I met my husband Ron
there by circumstance."
Now all 3 of them live together by the sea,
these are my sweet memories of
the Shitsu dog named Martini.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on Feb.7,2011
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Sister Lisa's Surprise
As a kid I made a fake "me" doll,
she was like me but not too tall.
I sewed her up with bathroom towels,
she was original and had no jowls.
Practical joke I did make,
with Funny Doll that was fake.
I put fake doll in my bed,
covered the blankets over dolls head.
Then my sister went to sleep,
I told her from far away,
I was sleeping "Please don't make a peep? "
My sister said, "Are you alright?
you look very sick looking tonight."
I replied, with a yell, ha! Ha!
Then I ran to room laughing like hell.
My sister got scared, and then she laughed,
It was very funny, it was a blast.
These funny childhood memories are the ones that last.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 9,2011
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Funny Fake Doll
As a kid I made a fake “me” doll,
she was like me but not too tall.
I sewed her up with bathroom towels,
she was original and had no jowls.
Practical joke I did make,
with Funny Doll that was fake.
I put fake doll in my bed,
covered the blankets over dolls head.
Then my sister went to sleep,
I told her from far away,
I was sleeping “Please don’t make a peep? ”
My sister said, “Are you alright?
you look very sick looking tonight.”
I replied, with a yell, ha! Ha!
Then I ran to room laughing like hell.
My sister got scared, and then she laughed,
It was very funny, it was a blast.
These funny childhood memories are the ones that last.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 9,2011
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Grandma Kay’s 95th Birthday
Grandma Kay just turned ninety five,
on her birthday in 2009.
In her nursing home her family was there,
Watching her blew out birthday candle without a care.
She was the star of her birthday show,
She blew out a candle that sparkled and glowed.
Friends and family sang along,
to her personalized birthday song.
Her son Russ played the guitar,
this was her best birthday by far.
She unwrapped presents from family and friends,
she was very happy like a child again.
Photo memories are snapped in time,
To remember Kay’s 95th Birthday that shined.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 9,2011
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Ruby The Smart Maltese
Ruby is a Maltese with fur as white as snow,
she walks with Mrs. Cohen and doesn't mind if it's cold.
For Ruby has a gorgeous thick hair,
she is very quiet but doesn't bark in the air.
Mrs. Cohen walks with Ruby wearing black her favorite color,
she once told me Ruby is her child and she is her mother.
Now Mr. Cohen said that Ruby is very smart,
and his words comes from his heart.
The Cohen's love to walk Ruby when it's warm,
they are visiting Florida to get away from the cold north.
Ruby will meet a lot of new dog friends down here,
they are enjoying the weather this time of year.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on January 15,2011
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Alias Poem
Many selves we all have
I have different alias for you to understand.
Christina Sunrise writes about planet Earth
Suzae Chevalier writes about life since birth.
Sue Chevalier writes of characters on Krendoll land
Suzae is the visual artist, storyteller who
paints and uses oral presentations to understand.
Now don't forget Puppit Lady for Razel has a voice
Melodie also who speaks with "freedom of choice."
So visit www.suzae.com right now
where you will all of them make a home
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 9,2012
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