For The Defence
'This Cen-TEEN-ary,' sez 'e
Sez I, 'You'll pardon me.'
(Perlite, like that, first off, and 'arf in laughter).
'You'll pardon me, I'm sure,'
I sez: 'but, speakin' pure,
Cen-TEN-ary, I think's, the word you're after.'
'Cen-TEEN-ary!' sez 'e;
An' looks fair, bang at me
All sort of snakey-eyed an' irritated.
Sez I, 'Don't be absurd,
For the dictionary word
Is Cen-TEN-ary. It's much more edjacated.'
'Cen-TEEN-ary!!' sez 'e.
Some'ow, 'e seemed to be
The sorta bloke wot gits me back up proper.
'Aw, brush yer brains!' sez I,
Gettin' 'ot. (I dunno why.)
'Cen-TEN-ary!' I sez. 'You darn clod-'opper!'
'Cen-TEEN-ary!!!' sez 'e,
As snarky as could be.
You know the sorta bloke I mean - pig-'eaded).
'Cen-TEN-ary, you fool!
Ain't you never been to school?'
Sez I. An' then things 'appened - like I dreaded.
'Cen-TEEN-ary!!!' sez 'e.
An' 'e swings a left at me
That would 'a' knocked me cold, if it 'ad landed.
'Ho! A gentleman!' I sneers;
'Full of nice, perlite idears.'
Then I ups an' tears right into 'im, two-'anded.
'Cen-TEEN-ary,' squeaks 'e.
(Still obstinit, yeh see).
Well, it weren't no time for bein' tender-'arted,
So I spreads 'im on the floor,
An' 'e never sez no more ....
So, please yer Worship, that was 'ow it started.
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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I think I am too old to be doing teen movies. I am just kind of annoyed, because you have all these teen movies coming out with usually either Lindsay Lohan or Hilary Duff doing four of the exact teen movies over and over again.
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Stars In His Eyes
Teen wearing cool shades while he waits,
waits at to learn electric guitar to be great.
Be a great guitar player with 'Stars in his Eyes'
his guitar glows on stage late at night.
Teen waiting at Marathon Guitar Center store,
learning guitar from Rich,
to be better than before.
I told teen as I went out the door.
'You are in inspiration to me, '
as we both held on to our guitars,
'You will one day be a great rock star'.
Teen smiled and then Rich added,
'He will give you tickets to the front row-
to his sold out 'Rock Guitar Show'.
Teen smiled to Rich's reply,
I knew this teen could reach for the skies,
and be the 'Guitar Player with Stars in his Eyes.'
Written Suzae Chevalier on January 28,2012
poem by Christina Sunrise
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They were marketing me as a teen idol, when the stuff on the record was not what teen idols were doing at the time.
quote by Rick Springfield
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Old Pete Parraday
Old Pete Paraday, his mind works very slow;
But, when it fastens on a thoughts, he will not let it go.
He measures it and mumbles it until an answer comes,
Just as he mumbles bits and scraps between his toothless gums.
'I likes to think a bit,' says he. 'An', thinkin', by and large
On these 'ere modrun fashions like, 'as fairly riz me garge.'
Old Pete Paraday, he thinks the joke is rich;
''Cen-TEN-ary! Cen-TEEN-ary!' Did ever you 'ear sich?
I never knowed the like,' says he: 'sich argymints as those.
The proper word is 'Century,' as any scholard knows.
An', when I makes my century, come seven year ahead,
I'll have you call it 'Century,' an' nothin' else instead.'
Old Pete Paraday, he cackles in high glee.
''Cen-TEN-ary! Cen-TEEN-ary!' Ho, lahdidah!' says he.
''Tis these 'ere modrun misses is to blame for all sich rot.
They paints their lips and plucks their brows an' thinks they knows a lot.
But I weren't hatched but yesterdee; an', sure as you're alive,
I knows,' says old Pete Paraday, 'how many beans make five.'
Says old Pete Paraday: 'I've thought it up an' down,
An' back an' front an' crossways, an' likewise roun' an' round'.
The proper word is 'Century,' an' means one hundred years.
'Cen-TEN-ary! Cen-TEEN-ARY!' They fair gits in yer ears!
So when I reach my century, you call it just that way;
An' none of your noo-fangled stuff,' says old Pete Paraday.
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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At the time I came along, Hollywood's idea of teen movies meant there had to be a lot of nudity, usually involving boys in pursuit of sex, and pretty gross overall. Either that or a horror movie. And the last thing Hollywood wanted in their teen movies was teenagers!
quote by John Hughes
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The Matriarch At Prayer
A great grandmother genuflects
Before the altar and reflects.
On different stages of her life.
Alternating peace and strife.
A happy child hood followed by
And even now she wonders why
The turbulence of teen age years.
Temper tantrums and hot tears.
But she matured as all must do.
And looking back she can review.
Her teen age angsts quite differently
She's wiser than she used to be.
She is content to know that she
Can still pray for her family.
Monday,16 April 2012.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Vincent 5
The teacher
this women who is supposed to nuture young minds
the giver of presious knowlege
the one person a kid of 14 can trust
with one act runied a child
A child in a teen body
A child so afraid of changes
a child so freindles
look to her for compassion
On my own parents other dutys
I bathed not
worn clean clothes not
did not know how to not
To think she this teacher would help
reach out get me what I needed
nope as I sat waiting in class for her to arrive horror arrived instead
down the aisle she walked she even smiled
then sat in the row ahead of me, like I was garbage
not even good enough to sit with
A child/teen of 14 has feelings
and mine were shattered in instant
never to return
people hate even a child/teen screaming for help
poem by Vincent Armone
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Content with
'Go to hell, go to hell'
Blasted one young teen
Why? ' What am I doing on net? ' I said
'You are doing nonsense, I bet'
Taken a back for a while
Fumed, just disappeared the smile
Was I so unwelcome or wrong?
Had I no place to find among?
I am in my teen, and not yet twenty
You may have lived with years plenty
'Are you not ashamed' to be on net
'Dear you can blast, but have we ever met? I asked
No, but you have commitment a sin
Put your ideas in just dust bin
Whether be it pot or simple tin
I will not let you allow or win
I said “Dear calm down'
You aren't the only one in town
You may frown, eyes may turn brown
Not only 'hell', but use and add another noun
Not only sex on phone but nudity
Still may be there simple purity
Why not you make just clarity?
What can be best like the quality? I argued
'No then also, you just go to hell
No ringing alarms but only bell,
It will be bad if you do so well
Consider it right and jump in the well. She argued
Oh, dear teen, you are simple kid
You know not and have no lid
Candle can be lit and not just ignite
If you have will and idea definite
Fear not for a while from simple man
Freedom may be right but can’t be a ban
Never do or suffer from narrow thought
Danger may lurking but always to be fought
I thought for a while but did not cave
Honour was at stake and necessary to save
Things may be right but ways don’t pave
She was foolish teen but not brave
It is always good to be friends on line
Wrong signal it sends and undermine
The prestige and status should be respected
One must realize……………..
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A Game Still?
People can study the suffering of a meth addict or,
The teen that is hooked on crack,
We can know of what is going through the rape victims mind,
What it feels like to live inside your friendless drunken bottle,
We are taught this in school.
We’ve made excuses for these people so many times,
It’s like what they do in their life is no longer a crime,
Mother of three, gang raped, and left for dead,
Her sprit cries for the remains, because nobody cares.
A teen just did a little bit too much, but as he forever sleeps,
No one will know.
The girl who didn’t want it but he took it anyway,
And now she even has nightmares in the day.
Even the drunk that shot herself,
When the bottle got the best of her.
But what about the sex addicts?
The ones that lay in their bed and,
Cry them selves to sleep,
Call them selves’ names,
Needing to have it more and more,
Each and every day,
The pain they pay,
Because of the need.
Do you think this is a game?
Doubt that I am suffering?
Why don’t you see that I need help?
Just like a druggie or the drunk,
Or the girl sitting next to you,
Just wanting you to hide,
I need your shoulder to lean on.
This addiction I have become to hate,
At first I was like you and thought I was just,
A horny teen having a little fun,
Now I can't sleep at night and,
It controls my relationships with guys,
I just want this to go away,
Do you still think this is a game?
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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Go to hell
Go to hell, go to hell'
Blasted one young teen
"What am I doing on net? "
"You are doing nonsense, I bet"
Taken a back for a while
Fumed and just disappeared the smile
was I so unwelcome or wrong?
Had I no place to find friends among?
I am in my teen, and not yet twenty
you may have lived with years plenty
"Are you not ashamed' to be on net"
"Dear you can blast, but have we ever met? " I asked
No, but you have commitment a sin
Put your ideas in just dust bin
Whether be it pot or simple tin
I will not let you allow to score point or win
I said "Dear calm down"
You aren't the only one in town
You may frown, eyes may turn brown
Not only 'hell', but use and add another noun
Not only sex on phone but nudity too
Still may be there simple purity to be true
Why do not you make point or just clarity?
What can be best quality to justify? I argued
"No then also, you just go to hell"
You need no alarms pr bell
It will be bad if you stick here and perform well
"Consider it right now and jump in the well" She argued
Oh, dear teen, you are simple kid
You know not and have no lid
Candle can be lit and not just ignite
"If you have will power and ideas definite" I tried to cool her down
Fear not for a while from simple man
Freedom may be right but can't force a ban
Never do or suffer from narrow thought
Danger may be lurking but always to be fought
I thought for a while but did not cave
Honor was at stake and was absolutely necessary to save
Things may be right but not put in right prospective
She was foolish teen but not subjective
it is always good to be friends on line
Some of the fears can allayed or sidelined
the prestige and status should be respected
One must realize and certainly introspected
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Sonnet: Adolescence
Adolescence, a piquant stage of life,
Before one is truly an Adult called;
When problems of the ‘teen-age’ are rife,
The person is unfairly often hauled.
’Tis the time the Pituitary awakens!
Girls enter womanhood by their ‘first flow, ’
And in most boys, the voice breaks and slackens;
To Adult proportions, genitals grow.
What a period of mental turmoil!
And sexual hair begins to appear fast;
The acne-faced teen, the world tries to spoil;
In unique joys and sorrows, one is cast.
Teenagers want to understand the world;
The world doesn’t understand them but is cold!
poem by John Celes
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Another Number
I don’t wanna be another number!
Some disabled teen,
Who made the choice trying in school,
Just wasn’t her thing.
Because she couldn’t do it,
The world is just too mean.
When she realizes that reality has fallen short,
And so have many of her hopes and dreams,
Its too late she’s already messed it up for herself.
I don’t wanna be another number!
Some pregnant girl who meets this great guy,
Then gave sex a little try,
She was only 16 but it felt so right,
She thought they’d be together,
For more then just one week.
I don’t wanna be another number!
Some kid hooked on meth,
Who started homecoming night,
Her friends said it was fun and now,
She can’t turn right.
I don’t wanna be another number!
Some girl left in the rain,
Who was raped and left in pain,
She can’t tell her parents,
It hurts to tell her friends,
She doesn’t know how to make these,
Nightmares go away,
Or talk to the guys she calls friend.
I don’t wanna be another number!
A stereotypical teen,
I am going to make a difference,
I won’t end up pregnant,
On drugs or dropp outta school.
Were not all bad,
You were once a kid you’re self,
So shut up and listen to me!
I am not going to be another statistic!
Because I am me, and I will change the world,
Just wait and see,
I will not be just,
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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To The Woman I Once Loved
i have this morning seen
this picture of a teen-age girl
in facebook,
she carries your chinese eyes
and your rosy lips
i am bothered by her nose
it is not yours as a matter of prose
her eyebrows oh i will always remember
black birds which we watched while we drank beer
when i was yet your truthful lover
when your head once rested on my shoulder
when we were seated on a bench of yore
facing a row of boats docked ashore
i am nurturing a broken heart
and so i understand how is it to be hurt
this teen-age girl who wears this sweetest smile
takes me back to you my dear -in a certain while
i smile to myself, i admit i have been so wrong
and too must i admit, i am still so strong.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Anti-abortion Song
Isn’t there a baby inside you,
You teenager?
Isn’t it alive within you,
You teen mother?
How come you did not know it,
For this long time?
Oh, without sex, can you turn
A teen mother?
*
There is a living baby
Inside your womb;
Don’t murder to stay happy,
And build its tomb!
Abortion’s murder most foul,
You teenager;
Don’t do a thing to put it
Into danger!
*
A baby’s inside because
You were careless;
It is a child of God too,
Don’t be ruthless.
If mom aborted you, then
Would you be here?
Allow the child to be born:
Don’t you now err!
*
Don’t you abort the cute babe,
Hear its sweet voice;
It pleads to God; be ‘pro-life’
And you rejoice.
There is a life within you,
Apart from yours;
It is your boy or girl own:
Don’t be ‘pro-choice! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-29-2008
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Another Teen Romance
Uh oh! wakin' up from a dream
Wishin you were here with me
Jump up and down, now clap ya hands
One more teenage romance
Single? yeah, thats my thing
No commitment, no promise ring
Scream 'yeah' if ya understand
One more teenage romace
CHORUS:
Find myself waitin for your call
When i dont think of u i think of nothin at all
So if ya agree-scream shout and
Give it up for another teen romance
Oopsie daisy I'm lost in your eyes
For a moment you're the love of my life
Ever ended forever? lets see a show o' hands
One more teenage romance
1 week? 2 weeks? maybe a year?
How many temp. forevers we got in here?
Daddies an mommas got up n ran
Uh oh. Another teen romance
poem by Gabriella Franco
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I did try to get a few of those teen high-school movies, but they just didn't like me. I guess I wasn't a certain type.
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I'm a teen-age bride.
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Yes, but I don't think of the Teen Angel as of an age.
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Here We Go Again
A neon light is seen above every average teen.
A sign spelling out a word that none of us has heard.
Fourteen bucks today and I get a new life tommorow
a new product rejects unhappy moments and sorrow.
I'll take this one and that one and then some more.
I'll use a piece of paper and the almighty pen - here we go again.
A voice inside of me says insufficiency how come it worked out for you?
I better try something new.
Not satisfied just yet - wanna recieve and get.
I believe that word my inner voiceis never left unheard.
song performed by by The Hives from Barely Legal
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O'.. There Comes My Fiancee!
All the teen boys playing in the street
Stop their play and suddenly turn into adult!
On that street side in the fading sunlight …! !
Even the swaying elderly men
Tries to steady them throwing the stick!
On that street side in the fading sunlight …! !
The ape which jumps tree to tree
Made its mind to sit on the wall watching!
On that street side in the fading sunlight …! !
Even the drivers of speedy vehicles stop
And look keenly at the sides of speed breaker!
On that street side in the fading sunlight …! !
All the teen age girls are disgusted,
And discouraged at their sight on the platform!
On that street side in the fading sunlight …! !
O'.. I see! There comes my fiancee!
On that street side in the fading sunlight …! !
poem by V.K. Kanniappan
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