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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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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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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Doug the Collector
“Put your paintings in galleries” was his retort,
Doug collected art for fun and sport.
Finding antiques and unusual art,
Doug looked for in the morning right at the start.
The flea market is where he’ld find his finds,
Interesting items of all unusual kinds,
Like a carved wooden piece that was handmade,
he enjoyed before he went to his grave.
Now Doug is a Canadian that likes his wine,
he drinks French wine from France that’s fine.
While listening to the chimes that make sounds
Keeping him smiling without a frown.
Doug grows plants with his magic green thumb,
he likes watching people on street for fun.
Maybe I will see him soon,
have breakfast with him before 12 noon.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 17,2011
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Mr. Big Toe Meets Razel’s One Thumb
Mr. Big Toe Meets Razel’s One Thumb
Mr. Big Toe one day was at lunch
when he noticed Razel’s one thumb.
Yes, Razel only eats with thumb and pinky,
she tries not to make food look stinky.
Mr. Big Toe bumps into her chair,
Razel says, “Hey, you messed up my hair! ”
Mr. Big Toe offers her a ice blue comb,
he says “Sorry Razel, here’s one comb to take home.”
Razel replies with a gleam in her eye,
“I here you will dress as a clown in disguise”
Mr. Big Toe then looks dazed and confused,
He knows Razel does spells to be amused.
Mr. Big Toe thought and then cried,
“I don’t dress up as a clown because
I would be hit with a pie! ”
Razel then felt dumb founded
and then she rebounded.
“Don’t worry my precious Mr. Big Toe,
I would never give a pie a throw! ”
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Doug the Collector
"Put your paintings in galleries" was his retort,
Doug collected art for fun and sport.
Finding antiques and unusual art,
Doug looked for in the morning right at the start.
The flea market is where he'ld find his finds,
Interesting items of all unusual kinds,
Like a carved wooden piece that was handmade,
he enjoyed before he went to his grave.
Now Doug is a Canadian that likes his wine,
he drinks French wine from France that's fine.
While listening to the chimes that make sounds
Keeping him smiling without a frown.
Doug grows plants with his magic green thumb,
he likes watching people on street for fun.
Maybe I will see him soon,
have breakfast with him before 12 noon.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 17,2011
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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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Life’s Questions
When I was the tender age of five,
I asked my mother a question about life.
“I know I hear your voice, and I hear mine,
Were does my voice come from, it seems so sublime.”
Then of course my mom did retort,
She is not the comforting kind of sort.
“If you asked anyone they would think you were crazy”
So I decided hey, I know I will find out one day I’m not lazy.
I did talk to many who are a sage,
Even read the written page.
Of all the questions I have to ask,
How did we get here, I know it’s not by chance.
Now I read “Conversations with God”
It helped me confirm and figure it all out.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 26,2011
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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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Angel my Niece
Baptized in church in Minneapolis,
it was a special day I would not miss.
I have a photo of you and me,
we both were smiling happily.
Then when your first Christmas came,
I got to see you once again.
First Christmas for baby Angel my niece,
It was happy and filled with peace.
Then of course I would only see you sparingly.
I have pictures of your volleyball game,
you are a teenager now you don't look the same.
I also have photos of you and with Allisa at your grandma's,
You are very happy just because.
Because you are a sweet and caring girl,
You are precious to the world.
I'm glad I saw you graduate,
It was a glorious and memorable day.
Happy Birthday I also wanted to say,
I hope you received your card I sent your way.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 28,2011
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Rick Frishman The Publicity Guru
Bestselling author and speaker is Rick Frishman,
he is an expert on teaching publicity first hand.
He has a great website for writers to boot,
www.rickfrishman.com and he shows writers how to toot.
Toot your own horn to get on radio or t.v.,
he promoted author Barbara De Angelis for all the world to see,
See how helpful her self-help books can really be.
Rick also does a seminar that helps authors go into print,
leading them away from "print on demand" to NYC giants.
Now I went to Las Vegas and met Rick Frishman there,
He is very personable and really does care.
I have couple of his books, "Show me about Book Publishing"
I bought this book last year,
"Author 101 Bestselling Book Publicity", which makes publicity very clear.
Very good resource books that I keep very near
Rick gives a lot of information in all his books I read,
I will reread all of them and take heed.
I now make my "silver bullet" or elevator speech,
to give my books a "hook" and make them succeed.
Thank you Rick Frishman for sharing your knowledge
with all new writers and me.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 23,2011
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My Niece Allisa
Baby Allisa would grow up to be,
a mother of Mya who is now 3.
I will always have found memories
of Allisa who is very outgoing yet very sweet.
Allisa came with me as an helper to my book readings.
She helped set up the props for my set,
She even was enthusiastic and didn’t fret.
She was even a princess in my video shoot,
it was fun, it was a hoot.
I have Halloween photos of the party at the mansion on Lyndale,
when Allisa and her friends had fun till to the upscale.
Yes, Allisa takes great photos and even video’s too,
we shot a funny video at a middle school.
Yes, by then Allisa was taller than me,
yes, she had grown into a preteen.
I just saw Allisa and her daughter Mya just last year,
I gave little Mya an toy owl, she was in good cheer.
Thanks Allisa for all the found memories,
they will remembered by me.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 25,2011
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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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Waves Of Light
Indian guy blows light in my eyes,
It was glowing—totally mezmorized.
He says everything has a glowing aura
That he can see,
When he walks among the plants and the trees.
We are made of fast moving light,
we can’t see it in dark or night.
He says there is no karma to go through,
that we should just go with the flow and have fun too.
He lives in Vegas and travels the USA,
He was made fun of in India so he doesn’t go there today.
People don’t believe what they can’t see, so they don't conceive.
I will hopefully see Indian guru again,
have many more questions without end.
Written by Suzae Chevalier August 22,2011
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Happiness to a Child
Happiness to a Child
Any happiness I brought to a child,
it was well worth it, all the while.
To see them smile for a mile.
For bringing happiness to a child
is the memories that last,
Last through time to make a happy past.
For they are only a child for a time,
I was happy I was there to bring them smiles.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 9,2011
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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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Mr. Big Toe Meets Razel’s One Thumb
Mr. Big Toe one day was at lunch
when he noticed Razel’s one thumb.
Yes, Razel only eats with thumb and pinky,
she tries not to make food look stinky.
Mr. Big Toe bumps into her chair,
Razel says, “Hey, you messed up my hair! ”
Mr. Big Toe offers her a ice blue comb,
he says “Sorry Razel, here’s one comb to take home.”
Razel replies with a gleam in her eye,
“I here you will dress as a clown in disguise”
Mr. Big Toe then looks dazed and confused,
He knows Razel does spells to be amused.
Mr. Big Toe thought and then cried,
“I don’t dress up as a clown because
I would be hit with a pie! ”
Razel then felt dumb founded
and then she rebounded.
“Don’t worry my precious Mr. Big Toe,
I would never give my pie a throw! ”
Written By Suzae Chevalier on February 1,2012
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Let The Polar Bears Live
Who are we to pollute Polar Bears homes?
Ruin their lives and then take the throne.
The illusionary throne of power that we
Think we have,
Will man’s power over animal kingdom ever end?
Try to control God’s will and not comprehend?
It’s not about power,
it’s about strength in this new land.
Strength to work together with all beings of life,
not destroy them with an polluting knife.
What affects them affects us all,
It’s like a snowball effect,
which keeps getting bigger like a beach ball.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 20,2011
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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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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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Razel Is All The Rage In Heaven
No birthdays in heaven
we do not age,
I hear we stay around 20-30
said a sage.
Now, what will Melodie and UniCandle
unicorn do?
I think they will have to
“Sing the Blues”.
Now Razel will
have her way she is happy
and thinks she’s all the rage.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on March 31,2011
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