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When George Was King

Cards, and swords, and a lady's love,
That is a tale worth reading,
An insult veiled, a downcast glove,
And rapiers leap unheeding.
And 'tis O! for the brawl,
The thrust, the fall,
And the foe at your feet a-bleeding.

Tales of revel at wayside inns,
The goblets gaily filling,
Braggarts boasting a thousand sins,
Though none can boast a shilling.
And 'tis O! for the wine,
The frothing stein,
And the clamour of cups a-spilling.

Tales of maidens in rich brocade,
Powder and puff and patches,
Gallants lilting a serenade
Of old-time trolls and catches.
And 'tis O! for the lips
And the finger tips,
And the kiss that the boldest snatches.

Tales of buckle and big rosette,
The slender shoe adorning,
Of curtseying through the minuet
With laughter, love, or scorning.
And 'tis O! for the shout
Of the roustabout,
As he hies him home in the morning.

Cards and swords, and a lady's love,
Give to the tale God-speeding,
War and wassail, and perfumed glove,
And all that's rare in reading.
And 'tis O! for the ways
Of the olden days,
And a life that was worth the leading.

poem by Emily Pauline Johnson
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Is love a Fairy Tale?

Is love a Fairy Tale?
Is love a Fairy Tale?
I can only imagine,
We see Beauty of the Tales,
I got soul,
Morals and hate,

Love is real or a tale,
I think,
No I think that you mine to keep,
Throwing all behind felonies and riots,
In the world like Middle East,
Is love a Fairy Tale?

I love this Art thing,
I think world is from reptiles,
I blunt and front from where we came from,
Thinking that lovers are non-existence,
Only with tales that bring love,

There are spirits that we create from all man's intention,
Like the Great's said,
There is me and HUMANE,
ALL NEED LOVERS.

poem by Maxim Muyu
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The Glove Of The Live Lady.

Her glove! It was rare Ben who sung it,
That best of gloves of the lady dead!
Another's here, as one had flung it
In anger at her lover's head.
Was it but this that it was made for,
One of a pair perhaps he'd paid for,
To have it favored in this fashion?
But gloves are gloves, and passion's passion!
And he, it may be, liked her better
For her rich anger as she threw it:
'Twas worth a glove to so upset her
And know he had the power to do it,
So he might kiss the white hands after
Her passion turned to tears and laughter!

poem by Robert Crawford
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Ever After

The life of a fairy tale.
Can be like our own.
The ending is happy.
But the story unknown.

The story begins.
Then there’s always a twist.
You can’t get to the ending.
Unless you persist.

Some stop reading the story.
When things, they look bleak.
They don’t have the strength.
Their hearts are too weak.

So they grab a new tale.
Then the reading begins.
If it ends in the middle.
Then nobody wins.

So things just seem hopeless.
Because we always quit.
We don’t finish the story.
To the fear we submit.

God tells us, “Hold on.”
“The ending is near.”
“Just keep reading the story.”
“Don’t give in to fear.”

“Believe in My ending.”
“Believe and then hope.”
“That the hero will climb up.”
“From the end of his rope.”

And so you continue
The prince finds his queen
The greatest fairy tale ending
You ever had seen

But had you not finished.
The true ending unknown.
The prince would not have a queen.
To share with his throne.

Fairy tales are filled.
With both sadness and laughter.
Where you finish the story.
Becomes your ever after.

poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Love Me A Little

Love me a little, love me as thou wilt,
Whether a draught it be of passionate wine
Poured with both hands divine,
Or just a cup of water spilt
On dying lips and mine.
Give me the love thou wilt,
The purity, the guilt,
So it be thine.

Love me a little. Let it be thy cheek
With its red signals. That were dear to kiss.
Or, if thou mayest not this,
A finger--tip my own to seek
At nightfall when none guess.
Eyes have the wit to speak,
And sighs send messages:
Even give less.

Love me a little. Let it be in words
Of happy omen heralding thy choice,
Or in a veiled sad voice
Of warning, like a frightened bird's.
How should I not rejoice,
Though swords be crossed with swords
And discord mar love's chords
And tears thy voice?

Love me a little. All my world thou art.
Thy much were Heaven: thy little Earth shall be.
If not Eternity,
Then Time be mine, the human part,
A single hour with thee.
Love as thou wilt and art,
With all or half a heart,
So thou love me.

poem by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
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A King In Africa

I am a King in Africa and a lover to your heart,
So come and pay me homage my sweet lady;
I am a King in Africa and,
You are very beautiful and nurtured;
For you are like the stars up high in the sky!

Come and let me put a gold ring on your finger,
Come and let me take you as my wife,
For the blues of your love makes my heart beat.

Your love flows like the spring water to me and,
I will do anything to get you as my wife;
For you are the most beautiful one among the ten.
My heart is on fire because of your love!
But catch me a river to cool this heart;
For i have to come to you like a lion on the path of love.

Your love is like the tales of the beautiful ones and,
You are the future of the sweet ladies yet to be born;
For my heart burns for you only.

I am a King in Africa and i have the forkful of tales on this love,
Ready to take it into my mouth needs you;
So my beautiful and nurtured lady,
Let me pick you as my wife among the ten.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Dead Men Tell No Tales

They say that dead men tell no tales!

Except of barges with red sails
And sailors mad for nightingales;

Except of jongleurs stretched at ease
Beside old highways through the trees;

Except of dying moons that break
The hearts of lads who lie awake;

Except of fortresses in shade,
And heroes crumbled and betrayed.

But dead men tell no tales, they say!

Except old tales that burn away
The stifling tapestries of day:

Old tales of life, of love and hate,
Of time and space, and will, and fate.

poem by Haniel Long
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Everything

I dont want to like you, but I love your thoughts
I dont want to miss you, but I do anyway
I dont want to harm you
I dont want to alarm you
I am the iron fist in a velvet glove
Chorus:
Its everything
You say love is a bed of nails
Its everything
Cadillacs and fairy tales
Its everything to me
I dont want to want you, but Im gonna try
I dont want to shake you, but I think I could anyway
I dont want to hide you
I dont want to bribe you
This life is lonly like an ider down
(chorus)
Down in the alley
Im in a haven
A rainbow in a jar
Im sleeping in my car
Everything
Its everything it would be, could be
Its a fairy tale and a bed of nails
Its everything
Satellites and starry nights
Its everything, everything to me
Its everything
You say love is a bed of nails
Its everything
And Im strange, but Im free...
I dont want to love you, but I guess I will...

song performed by by Wilsons
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Broken Fairy Tales

Heres a little story that I made up
So let's play make believe
In my castle on the cliff
I look out to sea

I just wanna have some fun
I just wanns have a good time
My party is nothing special
I just can't seem to realize

In my little fairy tale book
That's where my dreams wait for me
In my little own world
My prince waits for me

Broken dreams and fairy tales
One of those things I know so well
My fantasy dreams aren't real anymore
They're just Broken Fairy Tales

The wicked witch dreams in her sleep
She is making green elephants for tea
She cackles and cries
The witch is alive and she's ready for the sun

A white horse rides the waves
His mane is silver and snow
The moon which rides
Along the great tides
Is living his life to the full

In my little fairy tale book
That's where my dreams wait for me
In my little own world
My prince waits for me

Broken dreams and fairy tales
One of those things I know so well
My fantasy dreams aren't real anymore
They're just Broken Fairy Tales

Walking through my winter wonderland
The pine tree's sway, glistened with snow
As we walk along, we hear Santa say
'Welcome to the book of Broken Fairy Tales.'

Broken dreams and fairy tales
One of those things I know so well
My fantasy dreams aren't real anymore
They're just Broken Fairy Tales

As I wake from my dream I realise
That this is my broken fairy tale

poem by AnneMarie Hewlett
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FairyTales

I once believed
in fairy tales.
That love was true
and never failed.
But wisdom comes
with such a price.
Love was stolen
by a treacherous sprite.
I wish I could still believe
in fairy tales.
About Little Boy Blue
and all the tales
But at some time
before you die...
Reality sets in
and you wonder why...

You ever believed...

poem by Bridgid Patrick
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Road Back From Merryland

A journey with a course of achievements
A road most traveled but obstacles too much
Too, much to behold and count as normal
A visit thence met hearts of wonders
Minds to rethink and tongues to salivate
Coz ti’s a tale to talk over this travel

The journey from Merryland began after sundowner
Shortly after chicken visited their roost for the nights rest
Birds having sang their last night’s choral choir song
The wolves ready themselves to trod the dark night
And as the stray dogs hunt trampled hares and antelopes
Before Merryland tales are told out loud and clear.

By donkey or oxen, the journey must be taken
A journey worth it began with amusements
First was no means, second, means availed but to where?
Means destined to Cheeryland, that land of nightmares
But will the travelers reach home on time?
On time before tales of Merryland are told out?

Decided to take the triple trip back home
But wonders will never cease to exist
Was almost stranded in the middle of nowhere
But salvation came on time to rescue the travelers
And by leading hand of iron and steel lead
Before recital time of tales of Merryland reaches

As journey advanced away from Merryland
More evils were to be met and viewed
All the sightings, but ten in all,
T’was a journey to call a journey of ages
Coz back at last to our roots and roost
Roots where toddlers cuddle in their nests
Coz it is a time for tales of Merryland to be recited.

poem by Aron Lelei
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Heart Broken

You wish upon a star
Your a child left behind
You fall in love with everyone
you break your heart without a doubt
Crying sorrow and letting fly
Upon a star you leave it all
You wish for better every night
You wish for love to come all night
Were made believe that its all fine
Were made believe about true love
child child hear me out
Your all grown up and stand up right
Child Child listen right
Your lost in mind your never right
Fairy tales and love is wrong
Stars upon the skys are all but tales
Child act your age and learn this right
Love is fake and crazy tales

poem by Kimberly Picazo
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Me, Love, Them

LIKE a street drug, his poison
took, and took well, like a dull
knife, it cuts the skin, then
finds the blood, then soul.
OH fairy tales, take this child
in your hands,
OH fairy tales, let the white
horse come, and take this child
to a place called, me, love,
and them.
LIKE a street whore, this
man sells his body to the
dogs, the rich take what they
want, and the poor kick,
and kick, untill he finds his
way back home.
OH fairy tales, take this
child in your hands,
oh fairy tales, let the
white horse come, and take this
child to a place called,
me, love, and them.

poem by David Gerardino
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For A Friend

LIKE a street drug, his poison
took, and took well, like a dull
knife, it cuts the skin, then
finds the blood, then soul.
OH fairy tales, take this child
in your hands,
OH fairy tales, let the white
horse come, and take this child
to a place called, me, love,
and them.
LIKE a street whore, this
man sells his body to the
dogs, the rich take what they
want, and the poor kick,
and kick, untill he finds his
way back home.
OH fairy tales, take this
child in your hands,
oh fairy tales, let the
white horse come, and take this
child to a place called,
me, love, and them.

poem by David Gerardino
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Lady Luck

Theres a woman in new orleans
Said to love me she was born
But that was friday payday
By sunday she was gone
So I drove on down to texas
Where I did not do to well
I fell hard for this woman child
Turn ou she came from...well
Lady luck help me hold on
Lady luck help me hold on
To one that I love
Well I had no luck with women
Thought Id try my hand at cards
So I headed for nevada
Gonna really take them on
But the way the hands were fallin
And the way the money goes
You could say its getting colder
You could say I nearly froze
Lady luck help me hold on
Lady luck help me hold on
To one that I love
So I started playing guitar
In a southern boogie band
And the ladies I was meeting
Make you want to buy the farm
Gettin tired of saving souvenirs
Dont remind me where theyre from
And the nights come on like magic
In the morning its all gone
Lady luck help me hold on
Lady luck help me hold on
To one that I love
Lady luck help me hold on
To one that I love
Lady luck help me hold on
Lady luck help me hold on
To one that I love
Lady luck help me hold on
Lady luck help me hold on
(mccafferty,agnew,charlton,sweet)
Copyright 1989 m.a.c.s. music

song performed by by Nazareth
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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I believe(written on may 12,2009)

i believe in love
And i believe in laughter
I believe in fairy tales
And happily ever after

I believe in friendship
I believe that its ok to cry
I believe that life is worth living
And i believe in doing whats right

I believe in having faith
And standing up for what you believe
I believe in moving on
When someone you love leaves

I believe in loving with all that youve got
I believe that family comes first
But most of all, i believe in turning to God
When life takes a turn for the worst

poem by Elizabeth Burnworth
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Fairy tale gone wrong?

It began like a fairy tale
A woman and a male
Out of two different cultures
In search for adventures
They truly liked each other
A smile followed another

Where did the fairy tale go wrong
Can you tell me just this one
It has been about six weeks
That I feel misery so strong
that she seems to be gone
that my ship has some leaks

Why did the fairy tale turn false
I know that she truly likes me
The only thought that consoles
but as long as I don’t see
her smiling face again
only pain does remain

Do you remember the old fairy tales
Can you see the story that never fails
To show you that love always wins
Whatever difficulties or hard sins
For us a hard time seems worse enough
Just six weeks do seem much too tough

Where did this fairy tale go bad
Why do the last weeks turn me mad
It’s a story that makes me sad
Only you could make me glad

poem by Michael Saurer
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Little Lady Love

Oh yeah x 5
Chorus
Im little lady love
Ive been touched from above
And you just cant get enough
Of little lady love
Chorus
Im little lady love
Ive been touched from above
And you just cant get enough
Of little lady love
We maybe young
But only for a while
I may look brave
But boy thats just my style
Taken from my teens
But feeding from the tears
Falling with the love
Ive holding back the years
Chorus
Im little lady love
Ive been touched from above
And you just cant get enough
Of little lady love
The miracle of love
Is something Ive observed
And speaking for myself
Is something Ill preserve
Until I feel my way
Along the sticky road
Ill save the miracle
Im gonna take it slow
Chorus
Im little lady love
Ive been touched from above
And you just cant get enough
Of little lady love
Lady love, lady love
Lady love, lady love
Lady love, lady love
Lady love, lady love, love
I think Ive been seperate
Makes it so desperate
I think Ill moderate
Better to wait, its favourite
Chorus
Im little lady love
Ive been touched from above
And you just cant get enough
Of little lady love
Im little lady love
Ive been touched from above
And you just cant get enough
Of little lady love
Lady love, lady love
Ive been touched from above
And you just cant get enough
Of little lady love
Chorus
Im little lady love
Ive been touched from above
And you just cant get enough
Of little lady love
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah x2

song performed by by Sugababes
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Living A Boys Adventure Tale

(pal waaktaar/morten harket)
Ive fixed my dwelling for the night
Lights in pairs come passing by
Where I hide
I need some time now on my own
Leave my loneliness alone
To lick my wounds
Night has found me just in time
To help me close my eyes
One more time
Living a boys adventure tale
In so many ways
Living a boys adventure tale
For so many days
Im living a boys adventure tale
Cant escape, if I wanted to
Living a boys adventure tale
I may be dreaming but I feel awake
Ive been lost in so many places
Seeked love in so many faces
A change of weather,
The rain pours down
My head in hands,
Pressed to the ground
And where am I supposed to go now
Living a boys adventure tale
In so many ways
Living a boys adventure tale (aah)
Living a boys adventure tale
A voice I hear
Living a boys adventure tale
Singing a lullaby for me
Living a boys adventure tale
Because of you
Living a boys adventure
Oh you know its true
Living a boys adventure tale
In so many ways (aah)
For so many days
I love you. I love you
So many ways

song performed by by A-Ha
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Give me love

Appreciate me for every diamond i'm worth
Never take me for granted or leave me in dirt
Cherish me as i love you
Give me the love love that i give you

Give me love please i beg of you
But not the love for a beggars soul
Give me love that is pure and true
Give me love of more worth than gold
I ask you for love that never grows old
I ask for love that never grows cold
That time cannot kill and words cannot low
I ask for love that can never be broken
That can withstand the world and any of its burdens
Please give me love that no eye has ever witnessed
Or love that no lips have ever spoken
Give me love that the world cannot tear
That can be ganged by darkness and never fear
Love that has more value than this earth
Love more valuable than any worth
For this is the love i give to you
So value me as i value you
Cause if i have no worth to you
Than what worth are you to me?

So please i beg of you my love
Give me the love that i give to you
I cannot love and never be loved
No...
I cannot be a diamond valued with rocks
When value more than this earth alone
But if you cannot return this love
And i have no more value than a rock
Than i shall value you too as so
And spare my heart the sorrow
Fore as i shall never know your love
Is as you shall never know mine.

poem by Hafeni Nghidinua
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Scam Reader

Who are you to tell me what tomorrow will bring

acting like you’re the next best thing.

Reading your tarot cards and interpreted by a fool,

she purposely said wrong things which where cruel.

Speaking French and acting you speak English no,

that’s ____ I think you should know.

Half of what you said wasn’t even true,

starting off with a contradiction how stupid of you.

Now if you were a true psychic you wouldn’t need your cards,

you could give me a reading in the dark.

So do your act with a French girl that believes your lies,

lies that you use to control and hypnotize.

And for Candy who says she’s my friend,

she had this planned right to the end.

What a carnival game you guys play,

well I have the last thing to say.

“I’m a gypsy lady and I have been around the block,

stick your cards up your _______ and then try to talk.

Written by Christina Sunrise on June 2,2011

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poem by Christina Sunrise
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