Lowry
Jets, sets, bets, wets, lets, pets, poets, gets, nets, vets;
And like the muse of Lowry my lover!
But, this work is for us all to learn from.
Private Jets!
Love, peace, act;
And like the old man and his dog,
But, the image of your god is now hidden under your bed.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Captain Void n The Video Jets
(ian hunter)
Captain to candida - we just hit earth
Everyones strange here - dont know what theyre worth
Got this idea - were gonna be machines
Well play a part in their imaginary dreams
Say hi - hi - hi
Have you ever stopped to figure out why
Were captain void n the video jets
Go go get - go go get
Your captain void n the video jets
Were the original space cadets
Captain to candida - were spreading fast
Theyre watchin us - watching them throught the glass
We got them hypnotized - under our control
Were nearly ready to put the world on hold
Say hi - hi - hi
Have you ever stopped to figure out why
Were captain void n the video jets
Place your bets - place your bets
On captain void n the video jets
We hide inside your t.v. set
We dont hit lovers - we leave them alone
We just hit children who rot in their homes
Something is happening
Now mr. jones just touch me (cmon)
Turn me on!
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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Sunset
Sunset, sun, set, ten, net, nets, use, sue, tune, tunes, sets;
To be in a free country with the muse of your love,
And like your insurance and your medical reports!
But try to live strategically with the muse of peace than war.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Athena
Sink, link, ink, pink, wink, plink, slink, think, drink;
And like the desires to support the research work of Athena your lover!
But the quality of your muse is like the quality of Athena's works;
However, the sugar cane is needed in times like this,
For the Mighty Jets are ready to take-off!
Zink, mink, rink, shrinkm clink, brink, blink, fink, gink;
With words from your love to enhance your status-quo!
But, you have gathered enough to back up Athena in the research work.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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But you see, that's the gilded prison of fashion. We're riding in private jets, and meantime I was so incredibly, painfully sad and lonely.
quote by Janice Dickinson
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F-16
F-16 Jets over my house! !
Where is the peace of my life when the bombs are now directed over my head?
And like 'The Book of Destruction' read by many.
But we need peace in this world than war!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Double Trouble
They got a line on you,
Little bit of trouble too,
You got, some jets inside,
Cherry lips, and delirious eyes.
You get in trouble,
And it keeps you down,
Double trouble.
You get in trouble,
And you come to town,
Double trouble,
Oh yea
They better chain your hands,
And you, spread some evil,
Pick and pan.
Hey, you sure got,
Some jets inside,
But you got a little,
With those empty eyes
You get in trouble,
And it keeps you down,
Double trouble,
You get in trouble
And you come to town,
Double trouble,
Oh yea
Youve got (got),
Some jets inside,
Baby, broken promises,
Broken pride
You get in trouble
And it keeps you down,
Double trouble.
You get in trouble,
And you come to town,
Double trouble,
Oh yeah,
You got some trouble,
(double trouble)
And it keeps you down,
Double trouble,
You get in trouble,
And you come to town
Double trouble,
That double trouble,
Oh yeah.
song performed by by Cars
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Privat Joy
My little secret, my private joy
I could never let another play with my toy
My little angel from heaven above
Oh oh oh oh oh I think Im falling in love
And I aint gonna tell nobody nobody bout my little pretty toy
All the other kids would love to love u but ure my little private joy
My private joy -- ure my private joy
Private joy -- such a pretty toy
Joy, u are my private joy
Ure my little lover, orgasmatron
Only I know, only I know, baby, what turns u on
Ure my little secret neon light
Girl I wanna turn it on turn it on turn it on every night
Aint gonna tell nobody nobody bout my little pretty toy
All the other kids would love to love u but ure my little private joy
My private joy -- ure my private joy
Private joy -- such a pretty toy
Joy -- oh my private joy
Shoot me up baby, lets take a trip
I cant get enough cant get enough of your private private joy joy
Joy -- such a such a pretty toy
Joy -- u are my private joy
Joy -- shoot me up baby, lets take a trip
Joy -- cant get enough of your private
Joy -- come on honey baby get up, get up
I strangled valentino (he strangled valentino)
Been mine ever since (been his ever since)
If anybody asks u (if anybody asks u)
U belong to prince (u belong to prince)
Come on baby, get up, get up, get up, get up
song performed by by Prince
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Nuclear Bombs In Your Hands
The first call,
The message was clear and the love of your muse was wrong;
The final call!
And like the message of the Malak;
But, with fighter jets, tanks and helicopters! !
And like the nuclear bombs in your hands;
However, we are now destroying the world!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Write And Speak
Write and speak of the things which are very proper for a sound doctrine,
For outside are many hidden gods and godesses ruling the world! !
But, this muse of peace around us today came from the muse of love;
So, learn diligently from it and be very wise to move on with your positive mind always.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Widower
She left him in death's egg,
the bone sack & the gunny sack,
the bag of down & feathers-all black . . .
Somehow he couldn't get back.
It was night,
a night of shark-faced jets
winking brighter than blue stars,
a night of poisoned cities
mushrooming beneath the eyes of jets,
a night of missile silos
sulking in the desert,
a night of babies howling in the alleys,
a night of cats.
She left a death so huge
his life got lost in it.
She left a bloodstained egg
he had to hatch.
poem by Erica Jong
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Click On 'Poets
When you enter,
Click on 'Poets' and then,
Type in my full name: 'Edward Kofi Louis';
There and then, it will open automatically to my page! !
And, you can read my poems.
Sage, page, cage, rage, mage, marriage, wage;
From time to time!
But not like a runaway dog in the land of your muse;
For, the cat is always in your room.
Fine, dine, wine, vine, cine, sine, line, pine, mine, nine, shine;
Inperfect health,
On to perfection! !
But, it has been a while hearing from you.
Of the miracles of my life,
Of the joy of my muse,
Of the peace of my mind,
And like the muse of your sweet love!
But, not like a runaway dog in the land of your muse.
In the heat,
In the cold,
And like the candlelight of your love!
But click on 'Poets' to find my sweet muse;
For, i do have a message for you.
We are all over there,
Poets of the world! !
But, it has been a very long time hearing from you;
Vender, finder, blender, winder, lender, mender, tender, sender!
And like the muse of love in the land of peace,
But, be my guest at this page.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Love of Flying
Houston Texas I was there,
when war planes flew in the air.
Yes, an air show with fighter jets,
flying through the air on many bets.
Making it safely to the ground,
pilots landing with no frowns.
Taking photos with pilots
who flew,
Chucky posed smiling gracefully too.
Chucky at 75,
learned to fly.
Yes, he would leave a message
saying he was in the air,
flying over Krendoll island without a care.
How I wish he was still here,
like Jean for they both share.
The love of flying now Everywhere.
Written by Christina Sunrise on Feb.9,2011
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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My Lover's Nakedness
The sweet of my lover's nakedness!
And like the muse of my mind with the joy of peace;
But, with the gladness of the heart in unity as one.
Riddlde it out and learn from my muse,
Puzzle it out and give me ear when i do speak;
And like the sweet of my lover's nakedness,
For, this parable is like a joyous land.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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4: 44 A.m.!
4: 44 A.M.!
Being in the land of your muse with the care of my mind;
There, i met your love.
Work and act,
Work and love,
Work and peace,
Work and unity,
Work and care,
But, rising up early in the morning to face my work!
For, i met your love in the land of your muse.
4: 44 A.M.!
Working it out together with you;
And like the muse of the joy around us.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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If I Was Rich
If only I was really rich,
My pockets full of cash,
Then I would have a spending itch,
The kind you could call rash...
How many watches would I own?
How many diamond rings?
How many jets would I have flown
With princes and with kings?
How many mansions would I buy?
How many limousines?
How many film scripts would I try
Before I played my scenes?
How many autographs would do
To satisfy my fans?
How many standing in a queue
To learn about my plans?
How many girlfriends would I date?
How many would I love?
How many would I learn to hate
Before they got the shove?
Oh, dear, right now, I am not sure
I want to be that guy...
But tell me, Lord, must I be poor?
If so, please tell me why?
poem by Denis Martindale
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Love Of Flying
Houston Texas I was there,
when war planes flew in the air.
Yes, an air show with fighter jets,
flying through the air on many bets.
Making it safely to the ground,
pilots landing with no frowns.
Taking photos with pilots
who flew,
Chucky posed smiling gracefully too.
Chucky at 75,
learned to fly.
Yes, he would leave a message
saying he was in the air,
flying over Krendoll island without a care.
How I wish he was still here,
like Jean for they both share.
The love of flying now Everywhere.
Written by Christina Sunrise on Feb.9,2011
poem by Christina Sunrise
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God Help Me... I Love Rock-n-roll
God help me!...i love rock-n-roll!!!
I must have jets in my sneakers,
But Im gaining control
cause when the spark goes
On in the guitar players
Well, it feels like rockets
Going through me
Ohh...Im carried away hey
Get so breathless cause
Its all so loud
Fels so headless when
I scream and shout
Yeah
I get higher
I get higher
Till it starts to end
Ooo
*guitar solo*
Im still shakin but it feels so good
My throat is aching
But my heart is hooked yeah
Take me higher
Take me higher
Til its start to end
Help me I love rock-n-roll
I must have jets in my sneakers,
But Im gaining control
cause when the spark goes
On in the guitar players
Well, it feels like rockets
Going through me
Ohh...Im carried away
Hey hey hey hey
I said oh God help me!
Oh God help me!
Oh God help me!
Whoa God help me!
I love it I love it I love it oh I said
I love it I love it I love it oh I said
I love it I love it I love it oh I said
I love it I love it I love it oh I said
Love it I love it I love it oh I said
Love it I love it I love it oh I said
Love it I love it I love it oh I said
Love it I love it
Take me home yeah!!! ooo hooo
Yeah yeah yeah!!!
Whoa ohhh ohhhh
Yeah!
Ooooooohhhh
Yeah yeah yeah!
More!!
Yeah!
Whoa!
cause its my soul!!!!!
song performed by by Cyndi Lauper
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Like the Wings of Love
To gaze at me is like the wings of love,
And to learn from me is like the muse of peace;
For i am left alone in the garden of love,
And i need you to be around me.
I am well to look at and you are well to look at,
She is well to look at and he is well to look at;
But i have to teach you my duty when the morning comes,
For peace is the muse of my sweet love.
Old age has yet his or her honour and,
To gaze at me is like the wings of love;
But i am like the loneliest fish in the lonely sea,
And like the muse of your love which toils daily to succeed!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Private Eye
Ive got a private eye to see if youve a mother
Ive got a private eye to find out where you go
Ive got a private eye to see if youve a lover
Ive got a private eye to tell me what you know
You really should tread much more careful
Or youre going to get a stareful from my private eye
Ive got a private eye to search the seas and skies
Ive got a private eye to follow you around
Ive got a private eye to tear off your disguise
Ive got a private eye to make you look just like a clown
You really should...
Ive got a private eye to see if youve a mother...
It nearly stopped my heart from beating
When I found out you were meeting my private eye
song performed by by Xtc
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Private Eye
Ive got a private eye to see if youve a mother
Ive got a private eye to find out where you go
Ive got a private eye to see if youve a lover
Ive got a private eye to tell me what you know
You really should tread much more careful
Or youre going to get a stareful from my private eye
Ive got a private eye to search the seas and skies
Ive got a private eye to follow you around
Ive got a private eye to tear off your disguise
Ive got a private eye to make you look just like a clown
You really should...
Ive got a private eye to see if youve a mother...
It nearly stopped my heart from beating
When I found out you were meeting my private eye
song performed by by Xtc
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