Prince Charming Turns Bad
A Prince proposes to me wearing green,
he has the biggest eyes I’ve ever seen.
His hands are large and so are his feet,
he says nice words to me that are really sweet.
He offers me a flower and then a ring,
both sparkle real pretty with lots of bling.
Then we look deep into each others eyes,
his are so deep like a crimson blue sky.
Then we try to consummate our vows to each other,
he starts to change like totally into another,
Another person all together,
I wasn’t in for his kind of weather.
Then his skin peels and I see the real frog,
I can’t believe I was tricked by his delusional fog.
I soon realize it was all a dream,
I projected a person onto an amphibian.
So you wise up when you have kissed enough toads,
you sometimes have to take the very high road.
Written By Suzae Chevalier On December 23,2011
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Prince Charming Turns Bad
Prince Charming Turns Bad
A Prince proposes to me wearing green,
he has the biggest eyes I’ve ever seen.
His hands are large and so are his feet,
he says nice words to me that are really sweet.
He offers me a flower and then a ring,
both sparkle real pretty with lots of bling.
Then we look deep into each others eyes,
his are so deep like a crimson blue sky.
Then we try to consummate our vows to each other,
he starts to change like totally into another.
Another person all together,
I wasn’t in for his kind of weather.
Then his skin peels and I see the real frog,
I can’t believe I was tricked by his delusional fog.
I soon realize it was all a dream,
I projected a person onto an amphibian.
So you wise up when you have kissed enough toads,
you sometimes have to take the very high road.
Written By Suzae Chevalier On December 23,2011
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Ted Nugent
with long hair and narrow face
he jumps around all over the place.
Jumping high, jumping low
he swings from a twisted swinging rope.
Wild rock songs he does play
in Iowa Jam surrounded by hay.
Years later I would inherit a ring
from precious mother Jean that is more than bling.
Ted Nugent is Jean's cousin too-
ring reminds me of them, it's the color of blue.
A print of Ted Nugent is in the Marathon Music Center's shop
I might buy it, for Ted Nugent looks really hot
I'll wear an outfit like his and dance till I drop.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 14,2011
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Mermaid By The Sea
Little mermaid splashing in the sea,
swimming around as free as can be.
Letting the ocean’s wave’s float you to shore,
hoping to win the heart,
of a man who totally adores,
You; deep down to your soul.
Once he has his eyes on you,
he hears a sacred note,
totally mezmorized he crashes his boat.
Now he is all yours
for you have saved his life,
from the misery of his aloneness & mortal plight.
For he’s is sad and can’t express,
all his depressing thoughts of total unhappiness.
Now with you he see’s magic in your eyes,
finally hearing your sweet voice totally mezmorize,
all of the romantic thoughts he has
starts to spin in his head,
he offers you his hand so that you may wed.
Turning himself into a merman to be with you,
living in joy with both your hearts so true.
Written by Christina Sunrise on Jan.26,2011
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Born With Green Eyes
My eyes where green since the day
I was born,
so why do I
feel sad and torn?
Because you told me
my eyes were blue,
yes big blue eyes
with green sprinkled through,
or maybe just baby blue.
Also I had a little birdy
on the outside on my lip
Asking too many questions
that were not hip.
Well, the one
question I didn't
ask in time,
"Are my eyes
Green or are you
playing with my mind?
It is sad,
because you controlled
my mind,
well this is the very
the very last time.
So I ask "why,
why, why? '
I guess it doesn't
matter,
you will only lie.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on April 8,2011
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2 Words
I said 2 words in your audio cage,
you looked at me like I was a sage.
I'm well aware of all the signs,
I see similarities all the time.
Signs were in the movie that we both viewed,
it had in it my birth state that was the 1st clue.
then the same vehicles we both drive,
that helped me put it together and finally realize.
Then there was the other one who was like you,
you both were the same age,
like your girlfriends too.
But it does not end all here,
my vengeful psychic lied
to me later that year.
Vengeful psychic wanted me,
to move to the place by the sea,
this was all about the year 2003.
Then she said something was up in 2008,
she told me to go to California before it was too late,
she denied that there was another one in this state.
We both know she said 'he is by the sea',
she tried to prevent the meeting of the 'man for me'.
trying to make me believe a false delusional reality,
so much for the my mislead memories,
I can write all about them now in my diaries.
Knowing that one word begins with an 's'
second word has a 2 letters from the word
'mess'
I don't know if you can guess,
they say this person is the best.
Written on 1/26/2011 by Suzae Chevalier
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Razel’s Deep Freeze
Protect the oceans and protect the seas,
from Razel the ice-witch cold deep freeze.
Razel’s skin is turning more blue,
she freezes Earth with her spells and voodoo.
Now, you might say we are heading for another Ice age,
I hear the talk of psychics and sage
that this will happen, but not in our day.
For now we must be more kind,
helping the planet by preserving it like a shrine.
Be the opposite of Razel who lives in her head
full of evil, revenge and dread,
being selfish and not making her bed.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on May 12,2011
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Little Sam So Sweet
LITTLE SAM SO SWEET
Mrs. Levine who is tall and quite lean,
has the cutest little dog you have ever seen,
Sam is a little Yorkie who is tiny and short,
sits in Mrs. Levine’s purse like a sweet mini tort.
Sam the little Yorkie has very silky black hair,
he will not wear a jacket and it’s not that he doesn’t care,
just to him he doesn’t need any extra fashion flair.
Sam will walk real quick with Mrs. Levine
gliding in front of her he prances with his small feet.
His eyes are hidden from hairs so long,
he doesn’t mind he still gets along-
gets along with Tashi the Shih Tzu dog,
they walk happily together in the early morning fog.
Then one night they almost got caught in the rain,
it was O.K. they went inside the condo to play.
Now if you see Sam with Mrs. Levine,
say “Hi” and give Little Sam a little dog treat.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on December 21,2011
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Green Eyed Prıncess
My eyes where green since the day I was born,
not being told this makes me feel torn.
Now I can relate to “Green Eyed Lady” song,
it’s a song I can dance to all night long.
It has different meanings that you can project,
I feel like the flower child of the sixties to be honest.
Kissing a green eyed lady is like kissing the ocean,
I write about mermaids that make magical potions.
Elton John wrote, “You see I've forwgotten if they're green or they're blue”
Green is harder to come by there are less people with green only a few.
So, being a little different with green eyes and not brown,
Makes me more of a princess in my fantasy story with the crown.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on October 10,2011
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Joyful Madison
JOYFUL MADISON
Madison wags her grey and black tail,
all smiles to people she likes really well.
Her tail is shaved into a ball at the end,
she is happy for Little Loui is her dog friend.
Now Allen picks up Madison off the ground,
and carries her outside when she hears thunder sounds.
Madison doesn’t like the wet falling rain,
she would rather stay inside just the same.
Madison is a Pardy Poodle who has an original style,
her coat has tight curls with hearts that make you smile.
When you look at her, her brown eyes sparkle real bright,
hidden in between her curly hair that’s grey and white.
Her ears are real sensitive so I try not to pet her right there,
other than that she always happy and full of good cheer,
especially when her friend Little Loui is really near,
along with Tashi whose been a friend for many years.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on December 17,2011
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When Jesus Spoke
When Jesus spoke his God self was coming through,
the same God self as me and you.
We are not separated from God,
we just lost our way,
We need to change our beliefs this present day.
We come full circle with technology,
we are at it’s mercy if we don’t see,
See the spiritual beliefs that ring true.
we can’t mess with divinity.
Like the clones we are making will become a disaster,
watch Rise Planet of the Apes and try to capture,
the moral of the story in the end,
we will mess up and have to start all over again.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 20,2011
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Are You A Prince?
Are you a Prince or are you a toad?
I leave your heart at the side of the road,
For I do not know if you are really sincere,
You seem like a boy who is very immature.
To all that is, and all that was;
It became of nothing just because…
For I have grown into a full Princ-ess,
I must leave behind all the rest.
and go after what is Best.
Written on Jan.14,2011 by Christina Sunrise
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Joyful Madison
Madison wags her grey and black tail,
all smiles to people she likes real well.
Her tail is shaved into a ball at the end,
she is happy for Little Loui is her friend.
Now Allen picks up Madison off the ground,
and carries her outside when she hears thunder all around.
Madison doesn’t like the wet falling rain,
she would rather stay inside just the same.
Madison is a Pardy Poodle who has an original style,
her coat has tight curls with hearts that make you smile.
When you look at her, her brown eyes sparkle real bright,
hidden in between her curly hair that’s grey and white.
Her ears are real sensitive so I try not to pet her right there,
other than that she always happy and full of good cheer.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on December 17,2011
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Hillary Clinton's Address
Hillary Rodham Clinton's address we can't dismiss,
for as human consciousness evolves, we will resolve
all issues that keep us separated from each other as a whole,
for the spiritual truth we should all know, we are from the same God.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on December 8,2011
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Soul Light Era
On August of 2003
a major shift happened to humanity.
Entering the Era of Soul Light,
The soul will lead humanity and set it right.
Mind over matter will still have truth at its core,
But the soul will take precedence even more.
For the soul’s wisdom has the solution based from
The source,
Helping the planet stay on course.
Read Soul Wisdom by dr. Zhi Gang Sha,
He is an acclaimed Soul Master who spread his message wide,
Transforming the planet one person at a time.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on Aug.9,2011
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Razel Meets Skunky
There once was a skunk that lived in the woods,
he ate onions it's understood.
Razel knew he smelled real bad,
for she saw in Skunky's eyes the childhood she had…
They both where cast a side-
and then at once their inner child died.
So then Razel thought deep inside,
I will make Skunky smell quite nice.
I will make a cologne that will hide,
all of Skunky made up false pride.
Then and only then will Razel win out,
over Sarah Star for she will use Skunky
and his drooping pout…
But what Skunky didn't know,
now he would be a pawn to this immortal foe.
Yes, Razel was Skunky's foe for life,
she would control him and give him strife.
Skunky's left eye of course was changed,
to look slanted and thus deranged.
Just like Razel's evil look,
Sarah would come to her senses
and know Skunky was a schmook.
But that my friend is towards the end…
who can Sarah Star trust as a friend.
so Read all of Skunky's poems
and you will find out whose for real
and whose the clone.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on February 23,2012
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Mermaid By The Sea
Little mermaid splashing in the sea,
swimming around as free as can be.
Letting the ocean’s wave’s float you to shore,
hoping to win the heart,
of a man who totally adores,
You; deep down to your soul.
Once he has his eyes on you,
he hears a sacred note,
totally mezmorized he crashes his boat.
Now he is all yours
for you have saved his life,
from the misery of his aloneness & mortal plight.
For he’s is sad and can’t express,
all his depressing thoughts of total unhappiness.
Now with you he see’s magic in your eyes,
finally hearing your sweet voice totally mezmorize,
all of the romantic thoughts he has
starts to spin in his head,
he offers you his hand so that you may wed.
Turning himself into a merman to be with you,
living in joy with both your hearts so true.
Written by Christina Sunrise on Jan.26,2011
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Gecko Talks to Me
“I wish I was in a human body”,
the gecko said as he walked across the screen.
He spoke to me after the ghost turned back on my t.v.
I said o.k. I won’t mess with the t.v.
Then an hour later,
the fan went on and off 1 x 3.
I just let it do its thing,
why fight with a ghost I can’t see?
Then when in the bathroom,
I heard a noise coming from the other room,
I looked to see if everything was o.k.
until the light went out
without a clue.
Now 2 weeks later,
the fan starts by itself again,
I realize it’s my ghost friend.
(Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 15, 2011)
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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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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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Guy Has The Best
Guy with no last name is the best,
He is a way, way above the rest.
For they are not in his stratosphere,
He has cute eyes, and a cute rear.
I have the experience I'm totally sincere.
I imagined me flying in to see him,
on one of my many trips,
pay him to be a masseuse
and massage my hips.
Hey, you have to have an entourage
Guy with no last name has a great sausage.
Italian sausage that is,
That was the favorite dinner in my house as a kid.
My cousins where Italians so we picked it up from them.
I digress, yes, Guy is the best, I do confess.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 16,2011
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