Scam Reader
Who are you to tell me what tomorrow will bring
acting like you’re the next best thing.
Reading your tarot cards and interpreted by a fool,
she purposely said wrong things which where cruel.
Speaking French and acting you speak English no,
that’s ____ I think you should know.
Half of what you said wasn’t even true,
starting off with a contradiction how stupid of you.
Now if you were a true psychic you wouldn’t need your cards,
you could give me a reading in the dark.
So do your act with a French girl that believes your lies,
lies that you use to control and hypnotize.
And for Candy who says she’s my friend,
she had this planned right to the end.
What a carnival game you guys play,
well I have the last thing to say.
“I’m a gypsy lady and I have been around the block,
stick your cards up your _______ and then try to talk.
Written by Christina Sunrise on June 2,2011
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Gypsy Lady Spell
Laughing and giggling in the back,
you hear a bird go yack, yack, and yack.
More is said then meets the eye,
you have to figure out, how and why.
Yes, it is the Gypsy Lady who has
cast a spell on you,
you go to her for answers and how to break through.
Incense smoke fills the air,
you sit on a comfy antique chair.
Gypsy lady sits down with a colorful full deck,
you think to yourself- what the heck?
Cards are drawn, laid out neatly in a row,
she gives you prophecies you want to know.
You are happy, then you are sad,
you don’t know if the reading is built on quick sand.
Then you have more questions to ask,
you know that is the Gypsy’s lady’s allure
and you know you will be back.
Written By Christina Sunrise on November 25,2011
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Me And U
Is it true that your eyes are blue?
Is it true my eyes are green?
Have I seen a reflection of me?
A reflection of me in your eyes?
Like a mirror that hypnotize.
Why if it’s true, like the sages say,
that we split off on that day.
When God/Goddess made us
out of __________,
Making us shine real bright.
Now we have to face our fears,
or it will bite us in the rear.
So be sincere and endure
the lesson that cure
while we are here.
Written by Christina Sunrise on June 1,2011
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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
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Framed With Lies
Frame me with your lying lies,
in the end you’ll have to hide.
Hide your face and all its fibs,
fibs are the only thing you can give.
Fibs built on arrogance and false pride,
built on rubbery walls that start to collide.
Collide into total oblivion,
that is where you will be in the end.
With no real friends except your lies,
lies that frame you on both sides.
Written by Christina Sunrise on September 12,2011
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In The End
In the end
I find out whose my
True friend.
For they can't
Pretend
To be—
Something other
then real to me.
They consider
how I would feel,
and not lie, or steal.
For I will always find out
without a doubt.
They are not real friend,
when all I see
is jealousy,
or stupidity of my things,
and my feelings that are dear to me.
Written on April 22,2011 by Christina Sunrise
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Children Are Innocent
Children learn how to play games,
to survive and get our way
but there is got to be a better “way”.
For why should a child have
to “play” an adult to get it’s way?
We set it up like that thinking
we will turn them into a brat.
but that is not where it should be at.
That is not like Sri Amma Bhagavan’s school,
if most of the world only knew.
Now why can’t kid’s be free to
Experience everything?
Treat them like a Prince, a Queen
or a King?
We make up rules and
stupid laws,
to make us like cattle
just because.
We are afraid
we’ll lose control
control of a child?
I don’t think so.
Children are emotional beings
till at least eight,
why not let them “experience”
life and make them feel great?
They “play mind” games
like the adults do,
but they learn from us I believe that’s true.
We use the word “no”
as a form of control.
We don’t know any better,
we were taught the Planetary dream,
making a child feel guilty,
and then feel demeaned.
Now “no” can be changed
around to be a “yes”
now the child “feels” love
and feels like the best.
Now of course you wouldn’t
let your child do something
harmful that’s true,
but I’m talking about “Can
the child have the red book
over the one that’s “blue”.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 18,2011
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Based On Lies
Who wants a relationship based on lies?
Two people masquerading around in disguise.
For it is illusion based on fear,
which soon is worse then _______with flies.
So, next time you come across a liar,
cut your ties fast,
no relationship based on lies can last.
Written By Christina Sunrise On December 18,2011
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The Pelican
Tall and skinny with a
wrinkled face,
Women find him
rude,
grabbing their
private place.
Named Pelican,
for his nose is long,
unlike he wishes
it was his _________.
He'll rub your back
trying to get in
Your rack.
If you don't get
rid of him,
he will give you
a heart attack.
So be forwarned
of the Pelican's
smell, Razel likes
him, but not Mel.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 23,2011
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My Pup Shiekee
Shiekee, Shiekee wagging her tail,
at the top of the steps, little bark no yelp.
She came to me as scared as can be,
She was yelled at when she peed.
She was even scared to pee outside,
She would not touch the ground,
She would run and hide.
She did get potty trained,
with a little refrain.
I started traveling so I had to give Shiekee away,
I gave her to a girl, but she did not want to stay.
She actually pooped all over her place,
I laughed I know she was playing a game.
Girl called up and said “Is she potty trained? ”
I got Shiekee home and she wagged her tail and smiled,
I knew what she was doing all the while.
Now Shiekee is not with me,
she is with a lady down the street.
She plays with a Beagle in the backyard,
they play real rough, they play real hard.
She has a playmate now and I am glad,
she was the cutest and only girl dog I ever had.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 26,2011
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The Chase
In every game, there is a chase
whether it is in cards or love.
In cards we chase the suits
hoping lady luck will play your way.
In love, you chase the hand
of your maiden fair
hoping when you find her
love will be there.
Whether you win or lose
the case for the things we want
is the most thrilling thing of all.
25 February 2011
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You’re Found Out
I remember the day we both met,
it’s a day I long since regret.
You looked I at me and said it’s so,
looking at your eyes I didn’t know,
that you were already my immortal foe.
Now you played your cards really tight,
letting me believe everything you said was right.
Believing every word,
even the unquestionable and absurd.
Even when Dave was on to you,
you said 'he ways angry and
his words were not true.'
In the end it all comes out,
you were caught without a doubt.
Written Feb.4,2011 by Christina Sunrise
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Stung By A Bee
Stung by a bee,
I did not scream,
Thumb hurt but I held it in.
I ran to my dad to tell I was stung,
He put ice on it, my thumb felt numb.
See, a couple minutes before in backyard,
I try to capture bee with no regard.
I was just copying what they did on Gilligan’s Island,
I thought I could do it and keep smiling.
Now you heard the saying,
Never try this thing at home,
I never saw it, and I brave things alone.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 28,2011
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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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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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You Will Never Say You’re Sorry
You Will Never Say You’re Sorry
You will never say you’re sorry
for all the lies that you told,
You will never say you’re sorry
you think your justified and gold.
Golden in your mind of your own “not my fault”,
you are never wrong for all the anger you dealt.
So my poems always set the record straight,
you don’t want people to see that you are not that great.
Written By Christina Sunrise on January 3,2012
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Poet Long John Silver
Long John Silver is his pen name,
He writes poetry that is never the same.
He’s has a style which inspired me
just like poetry of my dear friend Chucky.
Even though I had written poems before,
He wrote a poem about me that I really adore.
Long John Silver if your reading this,
I thank you I do confess,
Your poems are the best.
Written By Suzae Chevalier on September 23,2011
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Why Not Lie To You?
You lie to me…so why don’t I lie to you?
Make you believe what I say is true.
_______ with your mind so you Obsess about me,
Now I control your mind, I have the key.
Key to settle the score,
you don't know what you bargained for
as I walked through your front door.
Play your games, but you don’t know what you play,
make up the rules and think you had it your way.
But you can't keep promises and disobey.
Playing your games that you don't know,
two games of 'Tic Tac” and “Big Toe'
Make more lies for your b.s. plate,
but wait, you didn't know I was too great,
too great a fantasy that you did create,
in your mind over time,
believing your lies from looking at me online,
not knowing the truth of my life.
So in the end read my poetry book,
maybe you will think twice before you justify your gook.
Written By Christina Sunrise on January 12,2012
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Learn From Animals
Could you imagine
Animals starting wars,
ram-sacking the Earth,
barging down doors?
No, no I don’t think so,
Animals are loving
and help each other grow.
They stick in their pack
and only attack
when they need to survive
and be kept alive.
Only humans with the bigger brain,
play this stupid kind of game.
While nature goes on just the same
unless we make them extinct
through pollution, cruelty and being insane.
Written by Christina Sunrise on April 14,2011
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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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Two cows deconstruct Derrida
These two cows were ruminating
and one says, I was listening
to the milkmaid’s transistor
and this French philosopher
was explaining that there’s
no English translation of the French word
‘betise’ except ‘stupidity’ but
‘stupidity’ only refers to man
where the French ‘betise’ means
to behave like an animal…
and the other cow says
well what’s wrong with that
and the first cow says
well his point is, English cows
can’t be stupid; only man
can be stupid..
and the other cow says
well that’s a relief then
so does that mean that French cows
can be stupid
and the first cow says
no because they don’t have a word for it
in French
so the other cow says
so then is it better to be
an English cow
that can’t be stupid
or a French cow
that can’t be called stupid
and the first cow says
who cares, I’ve always said
the French ruminate too much
and then talk bullshit…
and the other cow says
I’m glad I’m a Jersey
what about that French milkmaid
I call sexyhands but
the farmer sometimes calls
a silly cow I wonder what
Derrida would say about that
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