Wool
School, cool, wool, fool, pool, tool, stool, drool;
Please, allow the laws to change you! !
For, outside you are the games of Satan.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Urgent Response
The urgent response of your love,
Simplify your time and let me know your muse;
For a caring mother cherishes her children.
Pool, tool, fool, wool, cool, drool, stool, school;
The passion of life is what i know!
And, i am having strong affection for you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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School Is Cruel
I woke up for school
Wanting to swim in my pool.
Thought I felt like a fool,
Because the air was too cool.
But I had to go to school,
Because it was the rule.
But school is so boring that it makes me drool.
I got there and forgot my writing tool.
At recessI had a Yu-Gi-Oh duel.
I won, but cheated, and felt pretty cruel.
poem by Julia Wright
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I saw young men, boys just out of school (Villanelle)
I saw young men, boys just out of school,
working men with university degrees
far too clever to be any anyone’s fool
being called up for war, being tossed into its whirlpool
set on fire and burning like a bunch of trees.
I saw young men, boys just out of school,
who over war did not drool
but hated every moment of it, men with great qualities
far too clever to be anyone’s fool
who’s lives were threaded out like from a spool,
treated like mere sediment, dregs, refuse, like lees.
I saw young men, boys just out of school,
in places flaming hot, icy cold wearing jerseys of wool,
praying, standing in the wilderness on their knees
far too clever to be any anyone’s fool
with pierced bodies draining in bloody pool after bloody pool
becoming the sons of Cain, the devils own employees
and I saw young men, boys just out of school,
far too clever to be any anyone’s fool.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Penmaen Pool
For the Visitors’ Book at the Inn
Who long for rest, who look for pleasure
Away from counter, court, or school
O where live well your lease of leisure
But here at, here at Penmaen Pool?
You’ll dare the Alp? you’ll dart the skiff?—
Each sport has here its tackle and tool:
Come, plant the staff by Cadair cliff;
Come, swing the sculls on Penmaen Pool.
What’s yonder?—Grizzled Dyphwys dim:
The triple-hummocked Giant’s stool,
Hoar messmate, hobs and nobs with him
To halve the bowl of Penmaen Pool.
And all the landscape under survey,
At tranquil turns, by nature’s rule,
Rides repeated topsyturvy
In frank, in fairy Penmaen Pool.
And Charles’s Wain, the wondrous seven,
And sheep-flock clouds like worlds of wool,
For all they shine so, high in heaven,
Shew brighter shaken in Penmaen Pool.
The Mawddach, how she trips! though throttled
If floodtide teeming thrills her full,
And mazy sands all water-wattled
Waylay her at ebb, past Penmaen Pool.
But what’s to see in stormy weather,
When grey showers gather and gusts are cool?—
Why, raindrop-roundels looped together
That lace the face of Penmaen Pool.
Then even in weariest wintry hour
Of New Year’s month or surly Yule
Furred snows, charged tuft above tuft, tower
From darksome darksome Penmaen Pool.
And ever, if bound here hardest home,
You’ve parlour-pastime left and (who’ll
Not honour it?) ale like goldy foam
That frocks an oar in Penmaen Pool.
Then come who pine for peace or pleasure
Away from counter, court, or school,
Spend here your measure of time and treasure
And taste the treats of Penmaen Pool.
poem by Gerard Manley Hopkins
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Too Cool for School
This poem is inspired by my teenage daughter's current attitudes to her studying. Parents, you've heard it all before!
Don’t want to stand out and look absurd
That’s only for a geek or a nerd
I wanna look cool and not a jerk
There’s loads of time left in life to work
Study? You’re joking. I’d look a fool
Can’t you see I’m too cool for school!
Leave me alone, stop crowding my space
Yeah, whatever, now get outta my face
Don’t need you, find someone else to advise
All you ever do is criticize
My marks aren’t that bad, I’m off to the pool
Don’t you know I’m too cool for school
Maths, languages, science, I don’t get it
I’d rather watch some of the guys that are fit
Or go out shopping or just stay in bed
I’m a teenager, not halfway dead!
I’ll study later, my life’s too full
You don’t understand I’m too cool for school
Well I’m finished school now but I’m not overjoyed
Its not so cool being unemployed!
A School Is So Not Cool
School Is Not So Cool
School, School, School,
A school is not cool
We're here 5 days a week
8 hours a day.
School, School, School,
A school is not cool.
People laugh when we fall
we just have to make a call.
School, School, School
A school is not cool.
We have to work hard to get good grades
I'm not going to do it no more
I do it every day.
We can’t go on the grass
We can’t bother another class
We can’t save spots at lunch
We have to go as a bunch.
We have 3 minutes in the hall
I'm always late what a ball.
We have to pay attention
if not we get detention.
School, School, School,
A school is not cool.
They have too many rules
they play us as fools
if we get A's
the parents jump Hip Hip Hooray.
If we get F's
we tell them we need to take a rest.
We always have homework
we never have class work
they have to many rules
they need to take it cool.
School, School, School,
A school is so not cool!
poem by Fahed Sharaf
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School Is Not So Cool
School, School, School,
A school is not so cool
We're here 5 days a week
8 hours a day.
School, School, School,
A school is not so cool.
People laugh when we fall
we just have to make a call.
School, School, School
A school is not so cool.
We have to work hard to get good grades
I'm not going to do it no more
I do it everyday.
We cant go on the grass
We cant bother another class
We cant save spots at lunch
We have to go as a bunch.
We have 3 minutes in the hall
I'm always late what a ball.
We have to pay attention
if not we get detention.
School, School, School,
A school is not so cool.
They have to many rules
they play us as fools
if we get A's
the parents jump Hip Hip Hooray.
If we get F's
we tell them we need to take a rest.
We always have homework
we never have classwork
they have to many rules
they need to take it cool.
School, School, School,
A school is so not cool!
poem by Chantel Braatz
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Mary Had A Little Lamb Rewrite
Mary had a little lamb
Little lamb, little lamb
Mary had a little lamb
Its fleece was as white as snow
It followed her to school one day
School one day, school one day
It followed her to school one day
Which was against the rule
Original Mother Goose Song
Below is my reimagined verison of the same song
Note-A young college girls find out the hard way that you can't trust all guys
Mary swallowed a little of Same
A little of Sam
A little of Sam
Mary swallowed a little of Same
After I swear that boy was just as cold as snow
Nasty little fellow that he was showed off the racy video they made to the whole school
Made Mary feel like such a fool, such a fool that day
Nasty little fellow that he was showed off the racy video they made to the whole school
Made all the boys drool and struck poor Mary with the reputation of being a loose little tool
2009 Ramona Thompson
poem by Ramona Thompson
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Green Leaves and Sere
Three tall poplars beside the pool
Shiver and moan in the gusty blast,
The carded clouds are blown like wool,
And the yellowing leaves fly thick and fast.
The leaves, now driven before the blast,
Now flung by fits on the curdling pool,
Are tossed heaven-high and dropped at last
As if at the whim of a jabbering fool.
O leaves, once rustling green and cool!
Two met here where one moans aghast
With wild heart heaving towards the past:
Three tall poplars beside the pool.
poem by Mathilde Blind
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Whirl pool
Whirl pool
On lake...
At through the stones...
water...
Rund rund...
Arund...
Whirl pool...
A Simply beauty...
The rain drops on
On pool water...
Many many
Little...little...
whirl pool
Run and rund to be...
Play the pool...
It was nature wool
With cool...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Dancin' Fool
When i hear a band blowin' basie (wap wow)
i can count on lossing my cool (shodubedo bap shodubedo bow!)
take me where the rhythm is racey
let me be a dancin' fool
some prefer the cafe Europa (Europa!)
sipping dubonnay on a stool (very cool)
me i get my kicks at the copa (Copa)
that's where i'm a dancin' fool
ill show you some moves smooth as satin
and others they dont teach in school (Now you're talkin')
when the crooner starts into scatin' (dobey dobey dopey do)
just give me a chance and my tuxedo pants and.....
presto!
im a dancin fool
When those trumpets blare man
I ain't got a care man
I'm like Fred Astaire Man - cool.
Just give me a chance and -
My tuxedo pants and -
Hey presto!
I'm a dancing fool.
I'm a dancing fool yeah!
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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School...
school may be fun
school may be cool
but sometimes
it just make you want to drool
poem by Brandon Brooks
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We Real Cool
we real cool
we have jesus
the devils have only fire
we real cool
we have male, female
to help us
explore each other
the devils can only
play his dirty games
by himself
we real cool
we fight, we cry,
we make up sometimes
we real cool
we prove to God
that his Project X
is phew...a great success
this new creature
can feel, can reason
can create another world!
inspired by
We Real Cool
THE POOL PLAYERS.
SEVEN AT THE GOLDEN SHOVEL.
We real cool. We
Left school. We
Lurk late. We
Strike straight. We
Sing sin. We
Thin gin. We
Jazz June. We
Die soon.
Gwendolyn Brooks
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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The Cool Cat
The cool cat,
is just standing there.
The cool cat,
doesn't even glare.
The cool cat,
thinks he's so hot.
The cool cat,
doesn't give a snot.
The cool cat,
doesn't listen in class.
The cool cat,
thinks his better than the rest.
The cool cat,
really has no friends.
The cool cat,
smokes after school.
The cool cat,
left his family.
The cool cat,
is a player.
The cool cat,
has no prayers.
The cool cat,
has no savers.
The cool cat,
is one tough dude.
But really....
The cool cat,
is one big fool.
poem by Jasmine Aira
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The Fool
Act not as per fundamental rule
is an act of a fool,
Like on a summer sunny day
wearing heavy cloth of wool.
Fool, a doer of mistakes
to make unwise annoy or laugh.
The fool can not understand
easily whatever is taught.
It's foolish to laugh on mistakes
and keep apathy.
The wise try to rectify the wrongs
having sympathy.
Can we ingnore contribution of fools
to the world of entertainment,
All the jokers, comedians
replicate their deeds for amusement.
A fool is not a fool always,
fool can too turn wise somewhere.
Kalidas, foolish in his boyhood
became a great poet and writer.
There are people of the school
without irritating they keep cool,
mend or correct mistakes, thinking,
after all it's God who made the fool.
(C) S.D. Tiwari
poem by S.D. Tiwari
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Once Again In Red!
Once again in red!
With the muse of your love;
Light, alight! !
In, insight;
With something very nice to look at,
With something rich to satisfy your muse,
With something fair to enhance your status;
Back in the classroom.
Rough, cough, dough, thorough, through! !
Contracted,
Adopted,
Quality,
Quantitiy,
Appeal, peal, meal, seal, veal, areal;
Pretty!
Halfway,
Evaluations,
Observers,
Questions, Wheal, deal, heal, steal, weal, real zeal!
Answers,
Pending,
Outsiders,
School, pool, tool, wool, cool, stool, fool!
But, try to take the trouble to overcome it.
Eyes, teeth;
Nose, mouth;
Ears, feet;
Lawsuit, suit, fruit, quit!
The formation of life itself,
On the back side,
Sneeze, freeze, breeze!
4 years with your muse,
Rest, wrestM
4 years agao! !
Creed, reed, seed, weed, heed, need, bleed;
Cringe,
With her emotions,
reaching out for her arms,
I don't want to go! !
But, it is time to move away.
Breed, deed, feed, freed, greed, peed!
Olofinade, fin, find, aide, aid, load, lead, deal, fade, nail dail;
You want to be a star! !
I want to be a star! !
Like the lady in red,
And like another story to read;
Of your dreams,
Of my dreams,
Creel, feel, wheel, heel, kneel, peel, reel, eel, keel!
Felix, helix;
Make it better always in life,
To start it all over again;
But, you still have to go further with a positrive mind.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Cool Touch
Writers: leo sayer & alan tarney
Hanging out with the nighttime clientele
Place your ladder for the social climb
Same old routine that you know so well
Another opening and another line
Its the cool touch
Yeah the cool touch
Call your lover on the mobile phone
Cmon over well have some fun
Leave a message sayin theres no one home
I guess the good times just begun
Its the cool touch
Yeah the cool touch
Cool touch--too much--its too muich
Too much--cool touch--or not enough
Cool touch--too much--too much
Too much--cool touch--its not enough
Take me take me to the sky above
Fool me fool me with your words of love
Cool touch--too much
Now shes reclined in the back of the sports car
Champagne and glasses he slips right in
No passing stranger couldve torn them two apart
Some games you play and you just cant help but win
The cool touch
Yeah the cool touch
Cool touch--too much--its too much
Too much--cool touch--its not enough
Take me take me to the sky above
Fool me fool me with these words of love
Cool touch--too much
A wind is blowing through this get rich town
She wraps the fur round her pretty waist
He feels a shiver as he grips the wheel
Feeling strangely out of place
Bring me bring someone I can trust
All this glitters just a bag of dust
Cool touch--too much--its too much
Too much--cool touch--its not enough
I had enough of this cool touch
Kids stuff
But I cant get enough
song performed by by Leo Sayer
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Our School
From rain and sun shielding
There is a grand building
It is our school
Situated beside a pool
It is always full
With we little fool
And teachers are very careful
With pomp and slendour
Our school is a wonder
We enjoy and make fun
From class to ground we run
Weather is cool
And we go to school
From our home
To play game
Sing hymn bell's chime
And learn rhyme
Shashikant Nishant Sharma 'साहिल'
poem by Shashikant Nishant Sharma
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My Garden
A garden is a lovesome thing, God wot!
Rose plot,
Fringed pool,
Ferned grot--
The veriest school
Of peace; and yet the fool
Contends that God is not--
Not God! in gardens! when the eve is cool?
Nay, but I have a sign;
'Tis very sure God walks in mine.
poem by Thomas Edward Brown
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Crazy Lazy Mazy
Crazy, lazy Mazy was walking to school
When she came across a raccoon who wanted to play pool
Pool is lame lets play another game
said crazy, lazy Mazy
Pool is cool you must be a fool
said the raccoon
I have no time to play
Can we make it another day
said crazy, lazy Mazy
Without delay she went on her way
Crazy, Lazy Mazy