Maiden Aunt for Friend Bob
She smiled her constipated smile.
A spinster of a certain age
as she condemned the modern style.
Moustache bristling with righteous rage.
It isn’t right her constant cry.
The freedom the young have today
Their attitude I must decry
we weren’t allowed to act that way.
I was taught virginity
was some thing ladies should retain
and not surrender easily.
Once lost something you can’t regain.
A girl should wait until she’s wed
Before allowing liberties.
I repeat what my mother said
Young ladies must act properly.
What makes me mad is I missed out
Nobody ever fancied me
Except the butcher’s boy a lout
of lower social class than me.
So I retained my maiden hood
more accident than good intent.
I would have lost it if I could
if I had found a likely gent..
I must confess I’m envious
a touch of green eyed jealousy
What makes me frankly furious
I lacked the opportunity
.
I think I would have given in.
In fact I bloody sure I would
If I had, had the chance to sin
instead of acting like a prude.
2-Jun-08
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Maintaining Standards.
To make the grade in Biggleswade.
Teatime is taken seriously.
The cake you serve must be home made
and rather plain not too fancy.
Of course the table must be laid
with your best china on display
A snow white cloth the finest made.
Things must be done the proper way.
The good ladies of Biggleswade.
Intent on keeping standards high,
will try their hardest to persuade
new ladies that they must not buy
Rich fresh cream cakes to serve for tea.
They must maintain tradition.
I’m not convinced too easily
and so I wait’ til they have gone.
My man and I prefer our tea.
Strong hot and sweet from half pint pots.
We eat while watching the TV.
We think they are a stuffy lot.
But we are not from Biggleswade
and we do things a different way.
More casual not stiff and staid.
More suited to the world today.
We don’t fit in, in Biggleswade,
we do not like formality
we never will I am afraid.
But we don’t care we’d rather be
allowed to live the way we choose.
And not by rules we must obey.
So quite politely we refuse
and send the ladies on their way.
The leading ladies of the town.
The great and good of Biggleswade.
I am quite sure have marked us down
Unsuitable to make the grade.
Sunday,13 June 2010
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Strategian
He was a military man
who waxed the ends of his moustache
A man must look the best he can.
He thought it added real panache.
He always kept his hair quite short,
his lantern jaw shaved to the bone.
But his moustache or so he thought
was at its best when left alone.
It was his greatest pride and joy
It added something to his face.
He thought the ladies might enjoy.
With every whisker kept in place.
With moustache wax freshly applied
and just a hint of fine cologne.
He was completely satisfied
with what he tried and what he’d done.
The ladies did not seem to care.
About his well dressed upper lip
It seemed they would prefer it bare
for all his clever showman ship
Clean shaven men were all the rage.
The fair sex had the final say
So he shaved off his appendage.
The ladies always get their way.
A soldier knows when to retreat
and make a change to his campaign.
More preferable than face defeat.
it will always grow again.
When fashions change as fashions do.
He is a military man
But he can change his point of view
as quickly as the ladies can.
.07/05/2009
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Feels So Good
Intro by jd:
Yo, its xscape,
For the nine-five,
And you know how they do,
So lay back, kick it,
And lets get live.
Verse one (kandi):
Ladies, who often do you have,
A man that makes you wanna cry,
A man that makes you wanna laugh.
Sisters, well I think Ive found the one,
He does everything I like,
And knows haw to get the job done.
He makes me...
Chorus:
Clap my hands, stomp my feet,
Every little thing that you do to me,
Feels so good, feels so good.
(repeat x2)
Verse two (kandi):
Ladies, never have I felt this way before,
He makes me feel so good,
And keeps me warm.
He makes me feel so good,
So good from my head to my toes.
All the things that this man does,
Everyone should know.
And i...
Break (latocha):
Dont ever wanna lose this feeling,
His love is real,
Im willing to stay right by his side,
cause I know hell always be mine.
The way he touch me makes me lose my control,
And when you have a man like this,
Love dictates your soul.
He makes me...
Repeat chorus (twice)
Outro by jd:
This is for those that like to pop the trunk and let it bump, b-bump.
(repeat x4)
Repeat chorus to fade
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Feels So Good
Intro by jd:
Yo, its xscape,
For the nine-five,
And you know how they do,
So lay back, kick it,
And lets get live.
Verse one (kandi):
Ladies, who often do you have,
A man that makes you wanna cry,
A man that makes you wanna laugh.
Sisters, well I think Ive found the one,
He does everything I like,
And knows haw to get the job done.
He makes me...
Chorus:
Clap my hands, stomp my feet,
Every little thing that you do to me,
Feels so good, feels so good.
(repeat x2)
Verse two (kandi):
Ladies, never have I felt this way before,
He makes me feel so good,
And keeps me warm.
He makes me feel so good,
So good from my head to my toes.
All the things that this man does,
Everyone should know.
And i...
Break (latocha):
Dont ever wanna lose this feeling,
His love is real,
Im willing to stay right by his side,
cause I know hell always be mine.
The way he touch me makes me lose my control,
And when you have a man like this,
Love dictates your soul.
He makes me...
Repeat chorus (twice)
Outro by jd:
This is for those that like to pop the trunk and let it bump, b-bump.
(repeat x4)
Repeat chorus to fade
song performed by by Xscape
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Never again for friend Thad
A beer makes a new man of you
and then the new man wants one too
He takes the opportunity
to sink his beer down thirstily.
By then its time for number three
and you are sinking happily
into the state where you’ve lost count.
You can consume any amount
or so you think but you cannot.
Your thought process has gone to pot.
You’ve had too much and you will rue.
Much more than is good for you.
Tomorrow morning you will pay.
Hangovers can last all day.
29-Jun-08
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Female characteristic for M 'lady Ernestine
Women’s minds are different
They do not think the way men do.
Present no reasoned argument
they merely state their point of view
They seem to know instinctively
and are invariably correct.
Which grieves me but I must agree
It is what I come to expect.
Intuition is their guide.
A skill that men sadly lack.
We always tend to look outside
for reasons we can carry back.
To justify the things we do
and wonder why our ladies smile.
Men’s foolishness is nothing new.
Why should the ladies change their style.
What men consider logically
before they can make up their minds.
The ladies discount completely.
Their wisdom of a different kind.
They tolerate our foolish pride.
because they are superior.
A fact that men have long denied
It’s not a case of either or.
For women know without a doubt
What is important what is not.
They need no time to work it out.
A talent that no man has got.
Sunday,16 May 2010
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Ladies Pay
All the sailors theyre all home from leave
And everybodys waiting for them to try to deceive
The storekeepers have drawn their lace curtains bare
And all the women and the wee young girls all waiting there
Oh, but how the ladies pay
Oh, if they only knew how the ladies pay
Yeah now, how the ladies pay
Oh, when the men theyve gone away
Nobody is standing on upon the door
And nobody is feeding any of the poor
The poor sick soldier lies in bed beside his girl
Thinking of another place on the other side of the world
Ah
How the ladies pay
Oh-oh, oh, how the ladies pay
When the men theyve gone away
Oh, I wish I knew how the ladies pay
Day and night, night and day
How the ladies pay
Day and night, night and day
How the ladies pay
Day and night
Night and day
Day and night
Day and night, night and day, ladies pay now
Night and day, day and night
How the ladies pay
Day and night, night and day
How the ladies pay
Day and night now
Night and day and now
How the pay now
Oh, how the pay now
Ladies pay, ladies pay
Ah, ladies pay the way now
Ladies pay, ah, ladies pay
Ah, ladies pay
Night and day, night and day, night and day
Oh, how the ladies pay
Oh, night and day, night and day, night and day
Oh, how the ladies pay
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I am in crazy in love with Girls
It amazing how life is transformed sometimes
I don’t know whether it because of the changing of the season
But let me tell something interesting
When I was young I could pay no interest that there are people who are beautiful
As soon as I grew up I had people talking to me
They say what a beautiful child am I.
But today I am old
As long as I could see I could see that there people who are beautiful
Next to me I sit along a beautiful girl both left and right
Even the room where we are is beautiful
That is the way why I offer a smile to each and everyone for the first time
I can see the reason why I lick my finger no more
It because such nice people give a warm welcome baby
Yes they can say what ever wrong to me but I think I must forgive them
It because they are beautiful –ladies
Beautiful ladies
It because they are beautiful –ladies
Beautiful ladies
It because they are beautiful –ladies
Beautiful ladies
It because they are beautiful –ladies
Beautiful ladies
Wooo hhooh woo huhu hugh
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Well suited
I feel no need to power dress
No longer trying to impress.
My style today is casual
What you see is what you get
and I confess to no regret.
Today I can be comfortable/
I need not wear a shirt and tie
and try to act impressively.
I find it rather comical.
When I observe young men today
trying hard to make their way.
It’s not at all unusual.
For them to think they know it all
But pride oft goes before a fall
and sadly that is typical
When we are young we foolishly
we must dress fashionably
So that we seem acceptable.
Now that I’m old I do not care
If no one likes the clothes I wear
I dress to suit myself not you
it is my right and so I do.
25-Mar-09
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Par for the course
When I was young and hormones raged
throughout my system like a flood
To keep my libido assuaged
I bedded every girl I could.
With little thought of consequence.
I place the blame on Mother Nature
she robbed me of my innocence.
when I grew older more mature.
I realised my ignorance
My past behaviour I foreswore
I would no longer seek each chance
to add another to my score.
The time has come to find a mate.
Someone to cherish and protect.
‘Til then I would be celibate
and treat all ladies with respect.
Hot blooded youth will have its way
but men must act responsibly.
Forget the games they used to play
and start to take life seriously.
9-Jun-08
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Lip Service
The ladies of the Women’s Guild.
well armoured in their tweeds and pearls.
Are sure that they will feel fulfilled
by doing good for wayward girls.
Although their vaunted charity
is mainly theoretical.
These pillars of society
are totally impractical.
They won’t consider taking in
young girl who has gone astray.
To free her from a life of sin.
Oh dear me no the ladies say.
Although they have our sympathy.
We keep our own homes trouble free.
1-May-08
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Ladies Man
Well, Ive heard of heartbreakers
But you take the cake
Ladies man
You could charm the diamonds
Off a rattlesnake
Ladies man
Ladies bring it on over
When you give em the glance
They dont stand a chance
First, you unfold them
Then you pigeon-hole em
Ladies man
Well it sure takes a lot of
Good natured self-control
Ladies man
When Im so hot for you and
Youre so cold, so cold
Ladies man
Why do you keep on trying to
Make a man of me
Couldnt you just love me--
Like you love cocaine
Cocaine head games
Cross my heart I swear
Im not trying to trick you
No tricks
Ladies man
Its just a straight ahead feeling
I have for you
Nothing slick
Ladies man
I guess you learn to refuse
What you think you cant handle
Youre acting like a vandal
Wrecking the dream
At the first bad scene
Ladies man
Ladies man
Ladies man
Ladies man
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Feel So Good
(JD)
It's Xscape
For tha 95
And you know how they do
So just lay back, kick it
And let's get live
Verse 1
Ladies, who often do you have
A man that makes wanna cry
A man that makes you wanna laugh
Sistas, well I think I found the one
He does everthing I like
And knows how to get the job done
He makes me
Chorus (2 times)
Clap my hands
Stomp my feet
Every little thing that you do to me
Feels so good, feels so good
Verse 2
Ladies, Never ever felt this way before
He makes me feel so good
He keeps me wanting more
He makes me feel so good, so good
From my head to my toes
Everything that this man does
Everyone should know
And I
Bridge
Don't ever wanna loose this feeling
His love is real i'm willing to stay right by his side
Cuz I know he'll always be mine
The way touch makes me loose all control
And when you have a man like that
Love dictates your soul
He makes me hey
Chorus (4)
(JD)
This for those
That like to pop the trunk
And let it bump, bump, bump
(Chorus until fade)
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Feel So Good
(JD)
It's Xscape
For tha 95
And you know how they do
So just lay back, kick it
And let's get live
Verse 1
Ladies, who often do you have
A man that makes wanna cry
A man that makes you wanna laugh
Sistas, well I think I found the one
He does everthing I like
And knows how to get the job done
He makes me
Chorus (2 times)
Clap my hands
Stomp my feet
Every little thing that you do to me
Feels so good, feels so good
Verse 2
Ladies, Never ever felt this way before
He makes me feel so good
He keeps me wanting more
He makes me feel so good, so good
From my head to my toes
Everything that this man does
Everyone should know
And I
Bridge
Don't ever wanna loose this feeling
His love is real i'm willing to stay right by his side
Cuz I know he'll always be mine
The way touch makes me loose all control
And when you have a man like that
Love dictates your soul
He makes me hey
Chorus (4)
(JD)
This for those
That like to pop the trunk
And let it bump, bump, bump
(Chorus until fade)
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A Lost Day
Lost is the day in which you have not found fulfillment in any area: work, private, or social.
Lost is the day in which you have not found a reason to smile: not about others, and not about yourself.
Lost is the day in which you have not been of any service: neither to others, nor to yourself.
Lost is the day in which you have not shared some love with another living creature.
Lost is the day in which you did not dedicate one positive thought to yourself.
Lost is the day in which your laziness prevented you to be constructive.
Lost is the day in which you allowed the setbacks and failures of the world to get the best of you.
Lost is the day in which you allowed your jealousy to conquer your compassion.
Lost is the day in which you undertook any act with a devious intention.
Lost is the day in which your mind prevailed your heart.
Lost is the day in which you allowed material gain to determine your decisions.
Lost is the day in which you sought out a prey among the vulnerable.
Lost is the day in which you discarded empathy.
Lost is the day in which you preferred ignorance, through discrimination of any kind, to embracement of equality.
Lost is the day in which you got lost in backbiting and any other kind of meanness directed toward another.
Lost is the day in which you failed to recognize the lesson in even the most dreadful experience.
Lost is the day in which you ignored the voice of your intuition.
Lost is the day in which you did not prioritize the ones you love over material gain.
Lost is the day in which you lowered yourself to hypocrisy.
Lost is the day in which you deliberately brought pain upon another living creature.
Lost is the day in which you allowed hope to get lost.
Lost is the day in which you forgot where you came from.
Lost is the day in which you forget where you're going.
Lost is the day in which you allowed an estrangement between your mind, your body, and your soul.
Lost is the day in which you were not creative.
Lost is the day in which you lost the connection with the source within...
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Attitude
I dont need no money
cause Ive got attitude
Enough to show you a good time, honey
And thats what Im about to do
You found your diamond in the rough, baby
And Im about to tell you why
Chorus
cause I got everything
That attitude can buy
I can get you anything
That attitude can buy
Cruisin down the avenue
Stylin in my new suit
Foot on the accelerator
See you later
I got everything
That attitude can buy
Cut in lines at the night clubs
All the doormen let me slide
I get the very best table by the bandstand
They play my favorite songs as soon as I arrive
Treat all the ladies like ladies
They know Im an up-and-up guy
Chorus
Rappin to the young men
Its kinda hard to understand
Got a pair of alligators
See you later
I got everything
That attitude can buy....horns
I got everything that attitude can buy
I can get you anything that attitude can buy
Talkin on my car phone
Send and send till you get home
Meet me in the elevator
See you later
Chorus
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Poetry in Motion for Friend Thad
A connoisseur of derrieres.
I’ve studied ladies rears for years.
I love to watch the liquid flow
of haunches moving to and fro
When clad in well cut denim jeans,
they can enhance the dullest scenes
But better still I must confess
beneath a simple cotton dress.
I am convinced the ladies know
that many men enjoy the view
and do their very best to show
they don’t object but pretend to.
I find that Gluteus Maximi
Are very easy on the eye.
14-May-08
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Faded photograph
A snapshot taken years ago.
Somewhat lacking clarity.
Of some young guys I used to know
In fact the skinny one is me.
The other two I can recall,
their faces well but not their names
Although I try nothing at all.
My memory is playing games
I wonder where they are today
I wonder if they remember me
The passing years erode away
your memories ability.
To regain any access to
some things you know that you once knew
Monday,13 February 2012
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Maturely Considered Opinion
.
Approaching his centenary.
The old man did not seem to be
at all concerned apparently.
About the fact that he was old.
Still a player in life’s game
He took each day just as it came
and treated every day the same.
He did not feel that he was old.
Though he had reached a ripe old age
Much greater then the average
He did not see that he should rage
against the fact that he was old
He saw no reason to complain
he’d rather not be young again.
07/07/2009
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In praise of older women for M lady Ernestine
There is beauty in old age
which younger girls can’t emulate
As if the lady’s reached the stage
where she need not dissimulate
She’s not afraid to let you see
the lines that life’s writ on her face.
Each wrinkle was earned honourably
each laughter line has earned its place
Cosmetics may conceivably
appear to slow the passing years
but only temporarily
before you are reduced to tears
Youthful beauty soon fades away
no matter how hard you may try
by artifice to make it stay.
In lucky ladies replaced by
A much longer lasting beauty
which shows from somewhere deep inside
without a trace of vanity
Though grace and dignity abide.
Old ladies can be beautiful
and often turn a young man’s head.
Although they are quite comfortable
accepting compliments unsaid.
Admiring glances from young men
who readily appreciate
The beauty of older women
is something youth can’t imitate.
Young women lack maturity
which older ladies can display.
Their youthful insecurity
somehow always gets in the way.
29-Jul-08
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