Girl Eighteen, Teacher Forty
This little story is so tragic
About a young girl who was just eighteen
Her cute lovely name is Monique
The most silly girl I have seen.
Monique had an old crazed professor
Who was a witless half of a man
A forty year old bald predator
Who would get young girls if he can.
One day she ran off with this teacher
And he did the same, left family
Unmindful of his sly, dubious character
Too young to have a grasp of reality.
After five years Monique had three kids
She had lost precious youth and was fat
Her beloved teacher repeated what he did
Got another girl and Monique, he forgot.
Now Monique lost everything but her soul
She would worry 'bout food for tomorrow
She remembered the wife whose husband she stole
And her words - 'You will reap what you sow.'
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Family: Angel In Brown And Golden-Haired Fairy
Your childhood memories of the war-zone
in which you were all alone - your mother
a monster attacking you…
She once was an angel in brown protecting
a golden-haired fairy in the bad atmosphere
of their childhood home…
Then you met Monique - beautiful, happy and
Sweet, you were enchanted, you romanced her
but as years went by you discovered
The monster was living in you
you were attacking
Monique…
The life that you built all by yourself
started falling apart, all because the
monster of hostile aggression lived on in you…
When I grew up in a war-zone, I fled the monster
by hiding from life, that withdrawal led to my
undoing too - who were right, what is true
What should children do - when growing up
in a hostile war-zone
atmosphere?
poem by Margaret Alice
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Young Girl
Young girl Abused and broken
Young girl Alone and Frightened
Young girl Worthless and Ugly
Young girl feels so alone
She has no one to hold her
Young girl's father to drunk to even care
The young girl gets beaten everyday
The young girl wanting to runaway
Young girl will not leave her father alone
Like he has done to her
This young girl's teacher has a note
She reads the note aloud to the class
This young girl was beaten to death
No one had the guts to save her
This young girl bruised and dead
This young girl buried in the cold ground
This young girl has no one to visit her grave
No one asked her how she got her bruises
No one even took a second chance
Goodbye young girl fly away into the arms of God
For He loved you and always will
This young girl happy again
poem by Jasmine Kayleen
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Belinda From Biloxi
I saw Belinda from Biloxi three or four seats ahead,
With her red hair still piled high on top of her head,
As the subway shuddered onward she seemed so much at ease,
And just like twenty years ago she always showed her knees.
Her skin was fair and freckled and she had that haughty air,
Of someone who caught a millionaire and was barely aware,
Of the guys who kept glancing over in her direction,
Some who looked stupid glaring at her perfection.
Of course she didn't recognized me; I had grown old.
As I tried to remember and let my memory banks unfold,
To the first time that I met her when she casually did admit,
That her husband was in jail for doing a mafia hit.
She said she was an American and only here for a while,
I could tell by her accent, she had lots of Southern style,
Though she left me mesmerized, I still had to pretend,
I wasn't tempted by her charms; I had business to attend.
I wrote my police report, which I immediately did ignore,
But I sure remember Belinda and everything that she wore,
And then I found that half the division knew her by name,
And each lowered his voice and whispered as in shame.
The next time that I saw Belinda, into court she did walk.
She sat right before the judge with those legs that could talk.
And then her probation officer; it was obviously prearranged,
Gave evidence for an hour ‘bout how she had changed.
And then the judge let her walk and watched her as she left,
Can't remember the charge; was it prostitution or theft?
We all looked disappointed as she walked out the door,
As if someone should run after her; invite her back for more.
The next time that I saw her, it was quite a surprise,
She was living in welfare housing with the cockroaches and the flies,
She was pushing a baby carriage and seemed so domesticated,
Good I thought she met a man and now she's dedicated.
Monique was her daughter's name and I watched them through the years,
You could never forget Belinda whenever she appears,
Her little girl grew up beside her and she had the same physique,
Is that little girl four rows ahead Belinda or Monique?
poem by James Bredin
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I was babysitting the night High School Musical premiered last year. I watched with the kids and we sang along to the lyrics. I was making $12 an hour.
quote by Monique Coleman
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My character, Taylor McKessie, is a little bit brighter in the math and science department than I am... okay, a lot.
quote by Monique Coleman
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I love the idea that somebody is going to compare me to my character or think that I am like my character when they see me. I feel like that is a role that I am willing to fulfill.
quote by Monique Coleman
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Dancing on 'Dancing With The Stars' really broadened my fan base. I jumped off the stage backwards one week, and so many women come up to me now and say, 'You're so brave. I can't believe you put yourself out there like that'. If that inspires some girl out there, then great, because boys aren't the only ones who get to have fun. We get to have fun too.
quote by Monique Coleman
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The most profound, tangible influence in my life has been my wife, Monique. I don't know that I would even be alive were it not for her, and I certainly would not be the person that I am today.
quote by Edgar Winter
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I have a gajillion headbands - yellows, pinks, reds, blues. I'm obsessed.
quote by Monique Coleman
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High School Musical is definitely the best thing that's happened to my career and I walked away with great friends from it.
quote by Monique Coleman
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I'm good in the kitchen. I can cook seafood, collard greens, black-eyed peas.
quote by Monique Coleman
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As an African American actress, there are people who have been staples in my life that opened a door that I can walk through. I hope that I can have that impact.
quote by Monique Coleman
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In my early days I was a contract player at Universal and I had a wonderful mentor named Monique James, who was head of talent there, and she used to drag me on sets to do parts.
quote by Sharon Gless
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When I get recognized, every time feels like the first time.
quote by Monique Coleman
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When I Was A Young Girl
(A Song of Old Ballads)
WHEN I was a young girl, all in a green arbor,
When I was a young girl in Springtimes gone by
All the long days I went singing and smiling,
Down by the roses the sweet days beguiling,
Love in the arbor and love in the sky . . .
When I was a young girl, a young girl, a young girl,
When I was a young girl, how happy was I!
Oh, the long days I must sit at my sampler,
Oh, the slow way that the still time would go!
I longed to be running across the bright heather,
'Off with the silk gown and on with the leather,
Following the raggle-taggle gypsies, oh!'
When I was a young girl, a young girl, a young girl,
When I was a young girl, a long time ago!
When I was a young girl in days that were golden,
When I was a young girl, and life had no smart,
All the world seemed a place for my playing,
Full of great lovers to come to me, saying,
'Madam, I give you the keys of my heart . . .'
When I was a young girl, a young girl, a young girl,
When I was a young girl, and dreaming apart!
When I was a young girl, I dreamed of my lover,
A tall cavalier who should whisper me low,
'Love, on your lips are red roses a-blowing,
I am your true love, and fast is time going
Am I your true love? Oh, say yes or no!'
When I was a young girl, a young girl, a young girl–
When I was a young girl, a long time ago!
When I was a young girl there came my true lover,
Swiftly I knew him in glad days gone by;
Never a sword or a lovelock or feather,
But oh, at his touch 'twas our hearts came together,
Love in the arbor and love in the sky . . .
When I was a young girl, a young girl, a young girl,
When I was a young girl, how happy was I!
poem by Margaret Widdemer
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Young girl! !
Young girl don't run
Just look to the sun
Young girl don't hide
Just look inside
Young girl don't cry
Look right past look into the sky
Young girl don't listen to them
Young girl it will go away
Look for a brighter day
Young girl you will be alright
When they are out of sight
Young girl listen to your heart
I will not part
Young girl search your soal
When you find me there you'll search no more
poem by Becky Ginn
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The Banshee Chapter
Ted Levine, Katia Winter, Michael McMillian, Monique Candelaria, Jenny Gabrielle, Alex Gianopoulos, David Midthunder, Cyd Schulte, Vivian Nesbitt
by Blair Erickson from The Banshee Chapter (2013)
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The Girls In My Life
Was a little girl maybe five-foot-two had the cutest little feet made my heart go tweet-tweet quite a pleasant disposition then came a pretty young french girl, mmm whom i met in las vegas when
There with my parents oh my had a real nice conversation met a girl at the bakery she wanted to borrow my car from me she took it down to mexico ran over a man named juan then i went to college
A college girl she lived in the sorority house across from the school got a real fine education had seven women on my mind now i'm married have a very lovely wife three cute little boys it's so
And that's just half the story of the girls in my life
song performed by by Randy Newman
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Hansel and Gretel: Witch Hunters
Jeremy Renner, Gemma Arterton, Peter Stormare, Famke Janssen, Thomas Mann, Zoe Bell, Derek Mears, Judy Norton, Monique Ganderton, Pihla Viitala
from Hansel and Gretel: Witch Hunters (2013)
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7 Years
Its been seven years down the road
I got no more tears in me left to flow
When I did my baby wrong
She left me lonely for so long
Now Im out here all alone
Lord, wont you please bring my baby home
Chorus (x2)
Lord, wont you please...bring my baby home
Lord wont you please bring my baby home
It go one for the treble
Two for the bass
Used to mess with this girl
Way back in the day
She was from the pjs
And she went both ways
Yeah, the girl was a freak
I used to call her monique
And before I even speak
About knockin the boots
I say her name been changed to avoid lawsuits
So now we gettin down to the nitty of the gritty
She brought her friend around
And damn she was pretty
Betty was twisted
She said her number was listed
They grabbed my love two fisted
Hugged it and kissed it
They say one in the hand
Is worth two in the bush
But when shove came to push
Yo, I had my own theories
World series of love
Its two on one
Till I got caught with the smokin gun
His wife came home
And she bursted in
Now Im lookin for my heart
Like Im made from tin
The road that I travel
Aint got yellow bricks
My old woman jinxed
That all men are pricks
And she flipped the script
Shes puttin lip to lip
And every time I think about it I just lose my grip
cause Ive been up
And Ive been down
And Ive been fast
And Ive been slow
And Ive been square
And Ive been round
And Ive been high
And Ive been low
And Ive been cool
And Ive been calm
And Ive been kind
And Ive been crass
I held the whole world right in my palm
I tried to spread it around
But it sure went fast
Chorus
Seven years sure have flown by
I got no more tears and they are left to cry
When I did my sugar bad
I lost the best thing I ever had
And now Im out here on my own
Lord, wont you please bring my baby home
Chorus (x2)
Bring my baby home...
song performed by by Everlast
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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