Jim Defends Sue-z Q
Chairs go flying with the drinks,
chaos sets in and no one thinks,
For a second Jim was down,
with glasses on the ground.
Luckily Jim finally did get up,
with the help of Skunky chump.
Then of course Jim’s dear old foe,
turned to him and to let him know.
He was a boxer &
not to mess with him,
Boxer works out in the gym.
Now Jim really didn’t care,
and right then & there he did share,
“I love the drama”
he said out loud.
For Sue-Z his sweetheart,
he was proud,
to defend her to the end.
Jim was not a coward or a fool,
he would defend sweet Sue-Z Q
at any & every bar stool,
so think next time before you drool.
Written on Jan.28,2011 by Christina Sunrise
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Jim Defends Sue-z Q
Chairs go flying with the drinks,
chaos sets in and no one thinks,
For a second Jim was down,
with glasses on the ground.
Luckily Jim finally did get up,
with the help of Skunky chump.
Then of course Jim’s dear old foe,
turned to him and to let him know.
He was a boxer &
not to mess with him,
Boxer works out in the gym.
Now Jim really didn’t care,
and right then & there he did share,
“I love the drama”
he said out loud.
For Sue-Z his sweetheart,
he was proud,
to defend her to the end.
Jim was not a coward or a fool,
he would defend sweet Sue-Z Q
at any & every bar stool,
so think next time before you drool.
Written on Jan.28,2011 by Christina Sunrise
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Vengeful Psychic
There once was a psychic who loved to chat,
She made up lies to Christina, saying this or that.
See, psychic needed more money and she wanted revenge,
So she started telling lies to all of Christina's friends.
Then of course she told Christina the biggest lie of all,
She told Christina to date Skunky and suck on his balls.
Skunky was of course the worst creep Christina had ever met,
He was a liar, a cheat and even did theft.
But in the end, Skunky became the psychic’s friend…
Stalking her on the internet.
Then of course psychic didn’t know,
She emailed Skunky photos of her 'island with no snow'.
But as soon as Skunky telephoned psychic a thousand times X 2,
She quickly ended it with Skunky and said they were through.
Now, Skunky had no redeeming qualities as of yet,
But his stalking the psychic made Christina very upset,
And it made Christina think “who is the one I’m worse off to have met?
Well, they are both really scummy just the same,
Playing on Christina’s good heart like a volleyball game.
But Christina won out over both of them,
Making rhyming peeve poems is the best revenge.
Written on Jan.20,2011 by Christina Sunrise
Copyright 2011 Chevalier Originals, Inc.
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Would Skunky Come Clean?
Skunky knew his lies would not last,
even though Sue gave him one very last chance.
She was waiting for Skunky's time to slip
he couldn't help having his tail make him trip.
For Skunky would sooner or later show his true smell
he couldn't help it Sue knew him well.
He tried to be all nicey-nice
but Sue knew it would melt like heat melts ice.
So now with a long list of questions asked
would Skunky come clean and clear his ____?
Sue could really care less,
she knew Skunky was just a mess.
So for tit for tat in the end
Sue knew Skunky could never be a true friend.
Written By Christina Sunrise on March 6,2012
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Jim’s Mad
On New Year’s Eve,
While Sue was asleep,
Skunky became a stealing creep,
He stole a silver corkscrew that was cheap,
For it was only a dollar at the dollar store,
Skunky tried to say it was soo much more.
Yes, he told his 'made up lies' to Sue,
Saying 'it only came in the colors of red or blue,
They don’t make the silver ones anymore, '
But that’s not what Jim said,
as he shook his head
'Why he stole from me
I’ll bonk him in the ________'
Written by Christina on Jan.16,2011
Copyright 2011 Christina Sunrise
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Your Book Of Love
Don’t tell me you’ love me,
or even I’m great,
especially on our second date.
I don’t care if it’s date twenty three,
if you are crazy don’t
ask to marry me.
I know you said it
is written in the stars,
that the psychic told you,
well her head is
on Mars.
In the end we couldn’t
even be friends,
because of your lying,
scheming which you
will never make amends.
So don’t pretend
Or try to defend
Your “Book of Love”
Has lost it’s bookends.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 7,2011
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Pillow Monster Meets Skunky
Pillow Monster read in the paper an interesting tale—
he read about 'Stinky Skunky's' poems where
Skunky was a sneaky spy for Razel not Mel.
Yes, Skunky was hypnotized to tell his lies
and also to take the Suzarian Star prize…
Now Skunky was caught and had to defend
his pride—
he could no longer tell a lie and hide.
So Pillow Monster thought and did reply—
I will interview Skunky and see if he
is a real 'Zitalian Skunk' or a 'Great Guy'.
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Love Of Flying
Houston Texas I was there,
when war planes flew in the air.
Yes, an air show with fighter jets,
flying through the air on many bets.
Making it safely to the ground,
pilots landing with no frowns.
Taking photos with pilots
who flew,
Chucky posed smiling gracefully too.
Chucky at 75,
learned to fly.
Yes, he would leave a message
saying he was in the air,
flying over Krendoll island without a care.
How I wish he was still here,
like Jean for they both share.
The love of flying now Everywhere.
Written by Christina Sunrise on Feb.9,2011
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Stinky Skunky
Skunky got scared and very sad because Melodie called him
an 'Stinky Skunk' whose very bad.
In Sarah's dream she had one night
Skunky's transformation was brought to the light.
Now Melodie of course can detect Skunky's lies
and of course Melodie is half warm and half ice
therefore she sometimes is not very nice.
But Skunky could not handle it
so Skunky went into a unrest fit.
Taking drugs to calm his nerves,
spinning 'crazy' like a top with no curves.
Avoiding Sarah's and Melodie's calls
like a 'squirrel' hiding it's balls.
Then when they finally did connect
Skunky said with no regrets.
'Now I can see Razel saying 'that'
I never thought Melodie could talk like a brat.'
Then of course Sarah thought and replied
'Skunky, Melodie is a doll, she's not under disguise.'
Now don't you finally realize
that it's you who are the one
who has Razel's evil eyes?
Written by Suzae Chevalier on March 21,2012
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There Once Was A Skunk
There once was a skunk that didn't eat meat
he was a vegetarian that didn't want his teeth
to reek.
Only they did with an onion smell
he had a bad taste that everyone could tell.
Except Sarah Star the princess with red hair
she could not smell his stinky smell in the air.
For Skunky put on his 'Secret Dare' cologne
he did this in the comfort of his skunky home.
Every night before Skunky goes to bed
he sprays a cologne all over his head.
The cologne is named 'Secret Dare'
in which gives Skunky an evil streak and flare.
Then Skunky gets his courage and goes
to Sarah's castle in the woods
this is where Skunky took Sarah's precious goods.
The goods that have the Secret's of the galaxy
Skunky hid them for no one to see.
Except John the Troll-
he will one day turn Skunky into a gnome
that way Troll can kick Skunky
out of Sarah Star's beautiful home.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on March 16,2012
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The Guilty Ones
People who are guilty do this game,
they go around and slander your name.
Like Skunky, Cockroach and the other nuts,
they have no life, no balls and no guts.
Deep down there delusional and sick,
they don’t know that they are
so they make people think,
that it’s you who is crazy
when they are such a waste of time,
Go mind your own business
and stay out of my life.
Written by Christina Sunrise on Feb.17,2011
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Love of Flying
Houston Texas I was there,
when war planes flew in the air.
Yes, an air show with fighter jets,
flying through the air on many bets.
Making it safely to the ground,
pilots landing with no frowns.
Taking photos with pilots
who flew,
Chucky posed smiling gracefully too.
Chucky at 75,
learned to fly.
Yes, he would leave a message
saying he was in the air,
flying over Krendoll island without a care.
How I wish he was still here,
like Jean for they both share.
The love of flying now Everywhere.
Written by Christina Sunrise on Feb.9,2011
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Room Full Of Fools
ROOM FULL OF FOOLS
Your looking for love in a 'room full of fools',
4 are drunks, and 2 are cruel,
You know all of them are no good for you.
Only you are the fool
for you know you won’t find love,
You keep hoping and praying
things will change,
Only you are caught in the drama and
you're on Center stage.
You have to wake up because you are dreaming
do not repeat this nightmare again.
Written by Christina Sunrise Copyright 1997-2011
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Little Birdy In A Cage
Little birdie in a cage,
all grown now,
you’ve come of age.
You can finally fly
and spread your wings,
flying on to happy things,
like flowers in meadows
to be found,
hearing bugs buzzing all around,
and other birds tweeting sounds.
Your free to fly across the land,
to see everything that’s very grand.
Written by Christina Sunrise on March 20,2011
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Gentleman
Gentleman
Where can you find a man,
a man that really understands.
Understands how to be a gentleman.
A man that goes out of his way,
to ask you if you had a good day.
who always has a nice thing to say.
Who admits when he’s wrong,
does not have an ego the size of his dong.
Where can you find a man,
a man that romances right at first hand.
Not just trying to land you in bed,
then play mind games with your head.
Where can you find a man,
a man who is a man’s man,
Not some immature boy,
testing you like a new toy.
A toy to play with his own way,
turn around and say “We are only meant for the hay”.
do they care if you’re O.K?
Luckily only last sentence has happened to me,
I finally figured out the situation was not good for me.
Written by Christina Sunrise on September 4,2011
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Mr Big Toe Meets Skunky
Mr. Big Toe read in the paper an interesting tale—
he read about 'Stinky Skunky's' poems where
Skunky was a sneaky spy for Razel not Mel.
Yes, Skunky was hypnotized to tell his lies—
and also to take the Suzarian Star prize…
Now Skunky was caught and had to defend
his pride—
he could no longer tell a lie and hide.
So Mr. Big Toe thought and did reply—
I will interview Skunky and see if he
is a real 'Zitalian Skunk' or a 'Great Guy'.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on March 15,2012
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Voicemail To Remember
VOICEMAIL TO REMEMBER
I get a voicemail on the phone log,
It says “You had sex with your dog.”
Yes Skunky starts accusing me,
of something so silly.
Recording goes on about
“Unfreezing Prince Emeray”
no name of his in the credits,
was his claim,
well, let me put this to shame.
The one galley that you didn’t steal,
has your name in it that is very REAL.
Now may be it will be worth something
one day…maybe when your old and grey,
but that’s right you don’t age,
for you cleanse your aura like a sage,
In the shower all the time,
maybe you will one day shrivel
up like a grape on a vine,
anyway I am done with
this rhyme.
Writtten by Christina Sunrise on Feb 6,2011
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Lady Gaga Meets Suzae
Sparkling white beautiful hair,
You see her dress begin to flare
up on center stage we all stare.
Now what is Skunky
thinking emailing pics to share,
to Lady Gaga of Suzae
Poet Extraordinaire?
Why the Lady herself thought
in a creepy kind of way,
she somehow resembled Suzae Chevalier.
Now as far as Skunky is concerned
Gaga thought he looked like her
Italian boyfriend minus the sideburns.
Wouldn’t it be funny when Gaga’s tour begins to end,
on Suzae’s birthday they would become dear friends?
Written by Christina Sunrise on Jan.31,2011
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Who Put Your Third Eye On Your Forhead?
Who put the third eye on your forehead,
you ask yourself out loud,
Don’t you know it’s God/Goddess
whose not in the clouds.
They are here with you
right now.
Helping you connect with
Your divine,
Trying to get through to
You all the time.
Just be silent and you will see,
everything has an answer if
you let it be.
Written on Feb.7,2011 by Christina Sunrise
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Emma Jean’s Free
Emma Jean is flying free,
flying over the fields of green,
For when she was on this plane,
she had to walk with a cane.
Now she’s free as free as can be,
with her beautiful colored wings.
Flying up through the trees,
She can see everything.
From colors bright to bold,
like pink, orange and gold.
Being a butterfly in the sky
she is so happy again in time.
Written by Christina Sunrise Feb.9,2011
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My Teddy Bear Is More Fun
Why be in a relationship made in “hell”,
I could be making spells on Mel.
Why fight over “emotional poison” buried in a partner’s head,
I rather make 'poison spells” on a Krendoll doll instead.
I could be playing with someone who is FUN for me,
Like a dog, a puppy or a child climbing trees.
Yes, if your drama bag is all you have to share,
I’d rather be PLAYING with my Teddy Bear.
The End…
Written Jan.3rd 2011 by Christina Sunrise
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