Coke
There’s a bottle coca-cola
that stands icy and black
on my desk, .
My manager wants to know
how I can drink Coke so early in the day
and when I pour a glass
for a colleague,
he believes
that I am trying to kill
a bad hangover.
The cold liquid
burns delicious
all the way
down my throat.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Things Go Better With Coke #1
Orbison/dees
Roy orbison wants to get together again
Baby, how it hurts to break up, but its so much fun to make up
Lets do the things we used to do, you love me and I love you
Lets talk again, joke again lets get together for a coke again
Things go better with coca cola, things go better with coke
Lets relive the date that we just broke, our favorite cafe, the special of the day
The jukebox playing, things go better with coke
Well, waiter, waiter, treat us right, you remember what we like
Shes back again, by my side again, waiter, we want to feel alive again
Things go better with coca cola, things go better with coke
I;m glad we kept the date we almost broke, our favorite cafe, the special of the day
The jukebox playing, things go better with coke
(spoken) you never get tired of its taste coke after coke
Things go better with coke #2
Orbison/dees
Roy orbison takes a break
Stayed out too late, at work at eight, dont wanna wait for that ten o clock break
Big man, if you can, let me go for a coke right now
For things go better with coca cola, things go better with coke
Ill get caught up if youll let me stop for a coke, a big tall frosty ice cold bottle of coke
Fun goes better with, food goes better with, people go better with coke
The real live one puts extra fun in you and everything you do
Big man, let me take a five minute break, things go better with coke, things go better with coke
(spoken) sometimes on big jobs I drink coke after coke after coke
And I never get tired of the taste
Yeah, things go better with coke
Things go better with coke #3
Orbison/dees
Things go better with coca cola, things go better with coke
Life is fun when youre refreshed and coke refreshes you the best, ah-ah
Fun goes better with, food goes better with, people go better with coke
The real live one puts extra fun in you and everything you do
Things go better with coca cola, things go better with coke
Life is fun when youre refreshed and coke refreshes you the best
So things go better with coca cola, yeah, things go better with coke
Things go better with coke #4
Orbison/dees
C-o-c-a c-o-l-a
Things go better with coca cola, things go better with coke
Life is much more fun when youre refreshed
Food goes better with, fun goes better with, you go better with coke
The real live one puts extra fun in you and everything you do
Things go better with coca cola, things go better with
Things go better with coke
C-o-c-a c-o-l-a
Things go better with coca cola, things go better with coke
Things go better with coca cola, things go better with.....coke
Things go better with coke #5
Orbison/dees
C-o-c-a c-o-l-a
Things go better with coca cola, things go better with coke
Life is much more fun when youre refreshed
Food and fun and you go better with
Things go better with coca cola, things go better with.....coke
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Bollicine
Piccolo spazio pubblicit
piccolo spazio pubblicit
radio superstereoradio
coca....cola
coca....cola
coca....cola
coca....cola
coca....cola
coca....cola!
Bevi la coca cola che ti fa bene
bevi la coca cola che ti fa digerire
con tutte quelle, tutte quelle bollicine....
Coca cola s coca cola... a me mi fa morire...
coca cola s coca cola...a me mi fa impazzire...
con tutte quelle tutte quelle bollicine...
brrrr!!!
Piccolo spazio pubblicit
"l'angolo della posta"
Piccolo spazio pubblicit!
radio superstereoradio
coca....cola
coca....cola
coca....cola
coca....cola
coca....cola
coca....cola!
Coca cola chi
coca cola chi vespa mangia le mele
coca cola chi
coca chi non vespa pi e mangia le pere...
con tutte quelle tutte quelle medicine...
Io la coca cola me la porto a scuola coca cola chi
coca cola coca-casa-e-chiesa, scuola
con tutte quelle tutte quelle bollicine!!!
Coca cola...
e sei protagonista!!
Coca cola...
per l'uomo che non deve chiedere.....mai!!!
..con tutte quelle tutte quelle bollicine...
Coca cosa?????
coca cola!!!!!
coca cola!!
...e sai cosa bevi.....
...con tutte quelle tutte quelle bollicine...
....................................
io la coca cola me la porto a scuola
coca cola s coca cola coca-casa-e-chiesa.....
song performed by by Vasco Rossi
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Coke and Ana Cristina
Red and White
Red and Whire
Coca-Cola what a beautiful sight
White and red
White and red
With out my Coke i'd rather be dead
In a bottle or in a can
For a Coke i'd rather stand
Some say it kills the inside
others say the out
BUT I SAY in or out i'd rather die happy with out a doubt
Coke and Ana what a lovely pair
If you snag her Coke you had Better Beware
Ana and Coke what a lovely match
Ana's nice but Coke's the real catch
Ana with her Coke will not Pout
If you ask her why she will Shout
Cause I LOVE COCA_COLA TILL THE DAY I DIE
AND I LOVE IT MORE THAN SUN, EARTH, OR SKY!
the threat she left me with this summer was:
If they try to take my Coke away
I will snatch it back and say
I got reflexes like a cat
Ree-awr
poem by Katharine Angelina Matias
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Another Cold And Windy Day (Coca Cola Jingle)
Another cold and windy day
The birds are homing, to come to stay
And as i feel my mind is turning
And think of times when i were glad
I open up some Coke and smile
And then my minds free for a while
Things go better with Coca-Cola
Things go better with Coke
Repeat and Fade
Voice Over:
The Bee Gees reminding you
that Coke has that taste
yo'll never get tired of
song performed by by Bee Gees
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Coca-Cola
This American life,
This African life,
This Australian life,
And this style of our lives all over the world!
But the bottles of the Coca-Cola will remind us of its roots.
In the name of Coca-Cola,
The number one soft drink in the world!
But the seven unknown secret-ingredients are with the muse of life,
And the source of the Company started from Atlanta.
In the name of Coca-Cola,
It is now produced in over 200 countries! !
But what started as a medicament (sold in the drug stores) ,
Is now the people's number one choice!
And the seven unknown secret-ingredients had made Coca-Cola what it is today;
But John Pemberton founded it.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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A Bottle Of Coca-Cola
one for you and one for me,
Fidel Castrol is drinking Coca-Cola! !
And like bread and meat in the land of war!
But a lonely young woman is waiting for you.
Appointed,
Wondrous works of abstracts;
Ornamentation,
Let the trees of the forest rejoice!
Established,
Let the heavens rejoice and let the earth be glad;
For i am now looking through the window of love,
And like Fifel Castrol with a bottle of Coca-Cola in the hand.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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I'd rather see you drink a glass of wine than a glass of milk. So many people drink Coca-Cola and all these soft drinks with sugar. Some of these drinks have 8 or 9 teaspoons of sugar in them What's the good of living if you can't have the things that give a little enjoyment?
quote by Jack LaLanne
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Pepsi and Coca cola make people ready
soda's and water, blended with ingredients makes
the whole family happy, awesome some people
may say, satisfying result made our thirst refresh,
just as what many have taste; yawm1 ahrrh! whew!
ohm! feel so good and sweet for any holiday
Pepsi, what a luck day, Coca cola it’s always a
christmas for a whole way, wow! people shouted for
joy, dances for a night, singing and backing just to
stay for a night for a long, long company of friends
and families
drink as you laugh with Pepsi, makes you healthy
and a jump for joy with Coca cola leads you to stay
for a great job will done, the water of soda's made the
world go round, walking with feet, seeing with eyes
and listening with the ear, help cease pain in harmony,
like wounds rounded with thorn, the ingredients please
every dry throat to sip the sweeten soda's in the thirst
return
see soda as your on, use Pepsi as you drink and Coca
cola to round the healthy habit you earn, all are the
elements to stay alive, do what you can do for today,
act as you believe will bring other to learn, the highway
of what await us in the place what we call the future
be a Pepsi and Coca cola to other, let your taste be
tasted to zoom the future, its coming be generous
in sharing what you have in life...you’re a gift to other
life....thank and God bless you brother
poem by Antonio Liao
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Pour Me A Glass
Once upon a time I was sitting by,
A bottle of wine and all I knew was i,
I was gonna sip it down in a little while,
I drink it glass for glass but theres no reason why,
The bottle of wine has a taste so fine,
It makes feel good, it makes me blow my mind,
I cannot stop pour me another glass,
I would if I could, but now I need it fast,
I lost my friends, nobody holds my hand,
Like a lonley stranger in a long lost land,
I felt the feelings no one ever has,
Bartender, pour me a glass!
Chorus:
Pour me a glass, pour me a glass of a bottle wine...
Im drinking, Im not drinking, I cant tell you why,
How it started, how it ends but I do deny,
That I wanna ruin my life but now I wanna dive,
Into the silent ocean where there is no cry,
For hope, for me that I cannot see,
But if I faced the facts and go inside of me,
I would see myself, my own reality,
I would see myself, my own insanity,
Scared to move another step ahead,
I would lose the strength so I will fast forget,
What I do to myself, why dont you take a guess,
Bartender, pour me a glass!
Chorus...
song performed by by H-BlockX
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A bottle of wolf’s poison
At dusk little Martha walks
pass the back of the old house
that is build of heaped blue Jacob stone
and her older sister who has to watch her
is a distance away in the orchard
where she is catching small gnats
with shouts of joy.
The sun glows orange red
on the horizon and the rays hits
a brown bottle that protrudes
from one of the cracks of the Jacob rocks
and at a distance
it looks to three-year-old Martha
like her mother’s kitchen knife
and quickly she walks closer
on her little feet
and she tries to take it, but it is stuck tight.
With a long stick
she digs the bottle out,
bites it open with her small teeth
and there’s pink liquid
that flows down her throat.
Still she wonders
what this bottle is doing here
and goes round the corner
into the kitchen
where she finds her mother
and gives the bottle to her.
Her mother turns white from fright
as it is wolf’s poison
and deadly strong
and her shout is so loud
that three of Martha’s older brothers
run in from the outside.
“Go and milk one of the cows
and bring some more milk, hurry”
is said to Pieter
and she takes a bucket of milk
from the pantry
and pour some in a glass for Martha to drink
while Pieter runs
as fast as he can to the stable.
“Drink sis drink, ” Martha is begged
and glass after glass is given to her
until she starts to vomit
and still they beg her to drink
while they pour some more glasses of milk
and the pink poison
comes out with the vomit
and Pieter brings some more
fresh hot milk
and pours the jug out
and Martha shakes and cries
and they beg her to drink
and still more is poured into glasses
and she drinks
until she vomits the entire poison out.
[Reference: Wolf’s poison is strychnine.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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Tiny Cities Made Of Ashes
Were going down the road to tiny cities made of ashes
Im going to hit you on the face
Im going to punch you in your glasses, oh no
I just got a message that said
Yeah, hell has frozen over.
I got a phone call from the lord saying,
Hey boy, get a sweater, right now.
So were drinkin drinkin drinkin drinkin coca coca cola
I can feel it rolling right on down
Oh right on down my throat now
As were headed down the road towards tiny cities made of ashes
Im gonna get dressed up in plastic
Gonna shake hands with the masses, oh no!
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away?
Does anybody know a way?
Were going down the road to tiny cities made of ashes
Im going to hit you on the face
Im going to punch you in your glasses
Im wearing myself a t-shirt that says
The world is my ashtray
Our hearts pump dust and our hairs all grey
And I just got a message that said
Yeah, hell has frozen over.
I got a phone call from the lord saying,
Hey boy, get a sweater, right now!
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away?
Does anybody know a way?
Were drinkin drinkin drinkin drink coca coca cola
I can feel it rolling right on down
Oh right on down my throat
As were headed down the road towards tiny cities made of ashes
Im going to lay down (at the spa? ) where they coat you in molasses
Right now!
Does anybody know a way that a body could get away?
Does anybody know a way?
song performed by by Modest Mouse
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A Face With No Future
I look in the mirror,
and what do I see?
A face with no future,
stares out at me.
On the table, a glass and a bottle,
of my favourite poison.
When I was young,
I drank to be alive.
Now all I do,
is drink to survive.
My eyes bloodshot,
filled with vacant stare.
My face goes unshaven,
but what do I care?
My bottle is now empty,
quickly replace with one full.
Soon it will be empty,
just like this fool.
Family and friends fled.
My eyes were blind.
All they could see,
was another drink,
in front of me.
My legs get unsteady.
I stagger instead of walk.
A bottle wrapped in paper,
gripped tightly by my hand.
My clothes grow dirty,
as days and nights combine.
A smile is frozen,
on this face of mine.
My arm flex out,
when I stumble to the ground.
Faces look down at me,
expressions display my waste.
I just hold my smile,
as I lay there in their midst.
At least my bottle,
didn’t break,
on my fall from grace.
Time for another drink,
raise bottle to my lips.
Liquid trickles down my throat,
and still my smile remains,
as silly as it can be.
The faces disappear.
Everyone has gone now.
Like family and friends,
they all desert.
I lay there on my own.
For no one wants to take,
a drunk home.
25 Jan 2007
poem by David Harris
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A Concoction
skyblue glass clinking
ice cubes frozen
pouring coca-cola
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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0106 Winter Sunlight in China
The cry of the stork echoes
from the cold cliff where the mist
is clearing for an hour or two
this winter morning
so that when nature has found a place
among the stones at the edge
of this broad slow river
for this empty
Coca Cola bottle
it may catch the sunlight
between the clear water and wet stones
and find itself beautiful
poem by Michael Shepherd
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The Worst Hangover Ever
Ballroom scene, but the fire underneath.
Gonna eat you alive,
Gonna bring you to you're knees.
Went out drinking late last night,
I had a blast.
But now the morning light has come
and kicked my ass.
I've got the worst hangover ever
I'm crawling to the bathroom again
It hurts so bad that I'm never gonna drink again
And by my seventh shot I was invincible
I would have never thought I'd be this miserable
I've got the worst hangover ever
I'm rolling back and forth on the bed
I'm worked so bad that I'm never gonna drink again
Won't someone just kill me?
Let me out of my misery
I'm making deals with God
I'll do anything
Make it stop please!
Make it stop please!
Make it stop please!
Make it stop please!
I've got the worst hangover ever
I'm crawling to the bathroom again
It hurts so bad that I'm never gonna drink again
I'll probably never drink again
I may not ever drink again
At least not til next weekend
I'm never gonna drink again
song performed by by Offspring
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Coke balls
Please, listen everybody
I want to tell you about a candy
That I bought today
And I call this “Coke Balls” and it will make you say
“Wow! This is the best candy that I’ve ever tasted
It taste so good when it’s in my mouth while I’m rolling it around and gets melted”
But be careful when you put it down your throat
Because you might get choke
When your about to eat this coke balls
Don’t swallow it all
You got to put in your mouth
And roll it around wait till it melts out
A little bit, and then you can put it down your throat
Now you won’t get choke, then you’re going to have fun eating my coke
My coke balls, oh my coke balls
You can swallow it all
When is melted a little bit so you won’t get choke
Go have my coke balls, my coke
My coke balls
This is my funny disgusting sexpoem. I'm sorry for the people who's not going to like this but i'm just joking about this. I'm sorry again
poem by Monino Martin
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The Attraction Of Drink
It calls to me every night,
Come, drink, let the liquid flow
Like magic down your throat
And it will take you to places
That only it can know.
So once again I lift
That glass to my lips,
And hear again that seductive voice
And the promises it makes,
And feel again that gentle glow
As it courses through my veins
'Til once again it shows me
The contents of my soul.
I don't know why
I need its liquid touch
But I know when it calls
I'll reach for it again.
So here's to excess and to wine
And sod the doctors orders.
When that wine calls out to me
My hand is on the glass.
poem by Paul Anthony
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What Delights Me No More
peanuts roasted on a white saucer
and a glass of coca-cola
bursting with bubbles
mixed with crushed ice-
prepared by you
one summer
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Fat Daughter Who Plays Beethoven
facing me
she brags as he looks
at his dad
'you bet, best dad in the world! '
she takes coca-cola for a drink
i am not so sure
but she gestured
a tongue-in-cheek at such
a distance
visible to my
eyes.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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An Affair With A Surreal Beloved
one can have
a love affair with a full moon
beside some stars
you lay your body on that veranda
upon a wooden bed
beside you a glass of cold coca-cola
the moon spreads its light upon you
and you feel that softest warmth
on your hair, your face, your belly, your feet
it is that moment when you close your eyes
that your beloved arrives
surreal on the bed of roses
that your mind has prepared for her.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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