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Snake and Potato Bug

A TRUE TALE.

'Can such things be and overcome us like a summer cloud,
without our special wonder, '-SHAKESPEAR.

In a grocery store in Ingersoll our attention was called to a copper-headed
snake wriggling in a glass jar. We noticed a peculiarity about its head, but
soon found out it was a potato bug, which was afraid of being drowned ; and
the only above water being the snake's head and neck, it was fondly clinging
thereto. There being 'no jutty-frieze buttress or coigne of vantage, where it
could make its pendant bed, elsewhere.

Some poets they abroad do roam,
But we find themes are near to home ;
As we do seldom travel far,
This is a song of a glass jar.

Snake of species of the copper,
And on its head there was live hopper,
For we saw that funny sight
In a store, it was last night.

There in water was a snake,
And a bug so wide awake;
He was afraid that he would drown
So he clomb up on the snake's crown.

This snake it is near a foot long,
Which doth suffer this great wrong,
It thinks the bug wants it to throttle
This makes it wriggle in the bottle.

But fondly the kind hearted bug,
It doth its preserver hug,
For the bug when on the water
It is only but a squatter.

And hath taken up homestead
On the top of the snake's head,
And on the waters it doth float
Safe and happy on this boat.

poem by James McIntyre
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Special

I been trying for so long
To get you where I stand
Feel like I been climbing all my life
Everybody told me
I'd never ever get this far
I know I can make it if I try
There's the special things that come your way
?I'll be praying? no matter what they say
Special things that somehow come to you
(come to you, you too, to you, do to, be do, you)
Special things come to you
There's no sense in trying to fight it
When I want something so bad
No, it's not as easy as it seems
Simple things are the hardest
Of the things we do for love
And I won't give up cause I'm not just what it means
The special things you dream about
And the special things you're all about
Special things that somehow come to you
And it's the simple things to just believe
And the special things that you want to see
Special things somehow come to you
(come to you, doo doo doo, to you, doo doo doo)
Special things (doo, doo ahh, you doo)
Do do doo, on you, do do doo, to you
Do doo, ahh, do do doo, too
There's the special things that come your way
?I'll be praying? no matter what they say
Special things that somehow come to you
The special things you dream about
And the special things you're all about
Special things that somehow come to you
There's the special things that come your way
?I'll be praying? no matter what they say
Special things that somehow come to you
And it's the simple things to just believe
And the special things that you want to see
Special things somehow come to you

song performed by by Vitamin C
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Special

Talk.

For the world wants to hear you.

Open your eyes.

For the world wants to see you.

Now take off that extra layer and show me your true colors.

For I have been waiting to see your true self ever since you came into my presence.

For you are special no matter what people say or what you think.

For you are special because you took the time to grace me with your presence and overcome your obstacles.

To me that is special for life is tough. So continue on being special by battling your obstacles.

poem by Christina J. Williams
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A Special magic

When you are upset and sick at heart
And everything feels falling apart

Then instead of feeling down indeed
Look for the kind and a thoughtful deed

And use that very special magic
that surely can overcome your tragic

And make all things seems worthwhile
And share all your trouble's pile

And can bring you all kinds of peace
That know how to overcome and cease

Your troubles and then bring you light
And tell you the day ahead is bright

And let you sing hope's joyful song
Which can help you when things go wrong

And that very special magic is smile
Which make all things seems worthwhile.

poem by Seema Chowdhury
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With A Wish To Be Seen

I saw you the other day.
And you 'acted' as if,
You didn't know nobody!

'I did?
And where were you? '

Standing in the same line you were in,
At the grocery store the other day.
And the end of that long line.

'If I didn't see you,
Why didn't 'you' say something to 'me'? '

I'm not like that.
I don't like to bring undo attention to myself.
And besides...
You could have turned around,
To see who was standing behind you.

'You are so right.
But...
Aren't you glad I didn't?
That would have brought an undo attention,
You certainly didn't ask for.
And you were there for just one purpose.
To purchase groceries.
And I...
Stood there as patiently as possible,
With a wish to be seen.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mid Summer Beauty

Thou blossomed into a true beauty that summer.
Thy hair grew more golden as the summer progressed.
Thy eyes, took on the deep blue of the summer sky,
and thy complextion, as soft as a summer cloud.
Oh! How I hope for thee,
that thy bright summer sky-blue eyes like glowing sapphires,
be not be dim,
like a dark cloud passed over the sun.
For truly, thou are a mid summer beauty.

poem by Laura Nnamdi
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Summer Break

I long to be with you
But summer has built a barrier between us.
I use to wait for summer to come and free me
But now I search of a hammer to break down its walls.
Summer’s walls, however, have not the ability to stand for long
If I can endure the struggle to tear them down
My strength shall come from the memories
We’ve shared and my thoughts of what God has in store for us.
My sweat from summer’s heat shall symbolize my love for you
As it pours off my brow
And the blisters that wear on my hands
Will remind me of my fear of not seeing you again.
So that I might work even harder to overcome Summer’s
Obstacle and hold you in my aching arms.

poem by Richard Noggin
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The Boaster

I met Setanta in the seventies when we worked digging graves,
At the Mount Pleasant Cemetery we used shovels and spades.
We worked day and night year in year out in cold and heat and dust,
But each time we sat to drink our tea, I listened in disgust.

As he boasted ‘bout the house he bought which I did not begrudge,
And the girl he wed and the things she said - she even knew a judge.
I heard about her jewelry and her expensive leather coat,
With sheepskin lining down to her knees, he would gloat and gloat and gloat.

I heard about the trips they made to Mexico or somewhere else down south,
And how the weather was so hot when they tried to walk about.
I head all about the cruise ships too like some ancient Greek fables,
When they got that special invitation to eat at the captain’s tables.

I heard about his furniture, all wicker and imported,
From jungle places far away, especially picked and sorted.
I heard about the car he drove with those shiny chrome wheels,
And how they ate in restaurants and all those fancy meals.

I heard about the church he loved with all those pompous pious priests,
And at the Christmas party how his kids got very special treats,
And the school they attended which was only French immersion,
His kids he said studied day and night; no time for much diversion.

As the years went by we changed a bit and worked at other places,
But now and then we’d meet again sometimes at the races.
He boasted ‘bout the horses and the jockeys that he knew,
But I knew by his winnings that he didn’t have a clue.

Sometimes I would see him outside the grocery store,
Though I often tried to hide from him and used the other door.
But he told me ‘bout his kid’s new job, working in a grocery store,
And all that management training and the special clothes he wore.

Then I read about his other son who was somehow sent to jail,
The one Setanta never talked about; from whom they’d take no bail.
I went looking for Setanta, which I had never done before,
For once in my life I felt compelled to ask him more and more and more.

poem by James Bredin
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Something Special

You may not know it
I dont always show it
But youre so important to me
So much that weve shared
Youve always been there
I hope you always will be
Chorus:
cause you are something special, ooh-wee
Yes, you are something special to me
When Im around you
The love that surrounds you
Brings comfort and warmth to my heart
A god-given treasure
You give me such pleasure
You are a true work of art
Chorus:
Yes, you are something special, yes indeed
Yes, you are something special to me
Bridge:
Youre the wind neath my wings
Like the song that they sing
But theres so many things that you are
An angel in my life
You are the sunlight
And you hung the moon and the stars
Yes, youre special
Turnaround
Chorus:
Yes, you are something special, ooh-wee
Yes, you are something special, yes indeed
Yes, you are something special to me
Mm-mm
Fade:
You are something special
Mm-mm, youre something special
You are something special

song performed by by Dolly Parton
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Jail Spaghetti

The unicorns horn turned into a snake,
The Snake ate the people like they were steak,
The Snake washed the down with a tall shake;

Drug store blues a mighty earthquake.

poem by cameron Ellison
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Copperline

Even the old folks never knew
Why they call it like they do
I was wondering since the age of two
Down on copperline
Copper head, copper beech
Copper kettles sitting side by each
Copper coil, cup ogeorgia peach
Down on copperline
Half a mile down to morgan creek
Leaning heavy on the end of the week
Hercules and a hog-nosed snake
Down on copperline
We were down on copperline
One summer night on the copperline
Slip away past supper time
Wood smoke and moonshine
Down on copperline
One time I saw my daddy dance
Watched him moving like a man in a trance
He brought it back from the war in france
Down onto copperline
Branch water and tomato wine
Creosote and turpentine
Sour mash and new moon shine
Down on copperline
Down on copperline
First kiss ever I took
Like a page from a romance book
The sky opened and the earth shook
Down on copperline
Down on copperline
Took a fall from a windy height
I only knew how to hold on tight
And pray for love enough to last all night
Down on copperline
Day breaks and the boys wakes up
And the dog barks and the birds sings
And the sap rises and the angels sigh, yeah
I tried to go back, as if I could
All spec house and plywood
Tore up and tore up good
Down on copperline
It doesnt come as a surprise to me
It doesnt touch my memory
Man Im lifting up and rising free
Down on over copperline
Half a mile down to morgan creek
Im only living for the end of the week
Hercules and a hog-nosed snake
Down on copperline, yeah
Take me down on copperline
Oh, down on copperline
Take me down on copperline

song performed by by James Taylor
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Most Special Bond of All

Living in a special place called home
The smallest unit of society known
These are the definitions of family alone
But it is deeper than what is already known

To a group of people, it is a special bond
And they always give each other a helping hand
In a family, true love can always be found
That makes them sturdy as stone when together they stand

In times of troubles when you are alone
And you’re searching for someone to lean on
Do not think of any other option
Except for your kin that’s with you all along

But there’s always a storm after the calm
A lot of trials and challenges still come
That you can defeat and even overcome
If your family will only act as one

So all of us should always remember
That everyone can give love to each other
But a family will be a family forever
Through thick and thin, will always stick together

poem by James Ivan Almalvez
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dream-The Snake

The snake was held
In another's hand.
Kill it I said,
Before it strikes.

The other struggled
With it
And could not contain
The head.

Beware it will
Strike you.
Get its head
Before it bares
Its fangs.

The snake seemed
Weak.
I rushed in
And pulverized
Its head,
Before it had
A chance to raise
It.

The sight of its
Limp body
Helped me to relax.

It cannot harm
Me now
That red headed
Snake
I've fixed
It.

poem by Mary Mc Creath
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Just Another Limerick

There once was a copper named Drake,
he was searching the board for a snake
but the snake stuck around
and was thus never found.
Could it be that this Drake is a fake?

He is hiding and may just be snoozing.
No one finds this inaction amusing.
If he doesn't proceed
with a head choppin' deed
we will soon be just silently boozing.

poem by Herbert Nehrlich
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Pouls Tale

Vil De nu være stille i Stuer og Sale,
Saa siger lille Poul sin store Tale;
Jeg er den ældste af de yngste To,
Kan bedst holde Tale, kan I troe.
Jeg tømmer i dag Sølvbryllups-Kruset
Og gratulerer fra hele Huset,
Fra Unge og Gamle, fra Store og Smaa.
Jeg har mine bedste Klæder paa,
Og mødte jeg ganske dem foruden,
Saa kunde man troe, jeg var Elskovsguden;
Thi jeg er velskabt og sød og lille.
Men det var ei det, jeg sige vilde!
— Min Tale den er som et Træ, der groer,
Den har af Ønsker en Blomsterflor,
Og hver en Blomst, baade lille og stor,
Har jeg kysset paa; saa sandt jeg troer,
Bag hvert lille Blad et Kys der boer
Til Bedstefa'er og til Bedstemo'er.
Det knalder med Hurra i Stuer og Sale!
— Det er lille Pouls store Tale.

poem by Hans Christian Andersen
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Truths may not be truths

When I said that I saw a snake
That I had seen, it was true.
When I said that I saw a snake
That I hadn’t, it was false.
When I said that I saw a snake
That I mistook a rope for,
It was true according to me.
The so said truths passed on to us
Need not necessarily truths.
12.06.2010

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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We Are One

Two very different people
Too scared to get along
'Til two hearts beat together
Underneath one sun
One very special moment
Can turn a destiny
And what some would say
Could never change
Has changed for you and me
'Cause it's all

Chorus
It's all in the way you look through your eyes
And when all is said and done
All of the fear and all of the lies
Are not hard to overcome
It's all in the way you look at it
That makes you strong
We were two (we were two)
Now we are one

We are two very different people
So much to overcome
So why care for one another
When there's so much to be done
'Cause sometimes it's necessary
Just look how far we've come
You could say my friend
That it's the end
Or a new tale has begun
'Cause it's all

Chorus

One moment in time
Is all the time we need
Just to make a difference
To make it better for
You and for me
If you just believe

Oh yeah
Just open your eyes

Chorus

Oh yeah

song performed by by Westlife from Westlife
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Thanksgiving Day

Thank you God for giving US
This extraordinarily blessed holiday
The turkeys are being fried, baked or roasted
The cranberry sauce is protected from the snow dust
The children are happy because their stomach
Will be plentifully filled up with healthy food
Cakes and ice cream will put everyone in a great mood
The homeless will be feasting on the deck
Happily sitting around the well garnished table
Like everyone, they dream that every day
Was as special as today, where God’s graces
Are raining gold all over the United States
This is neither a tale nor an imaginary fable
Today feels like payday, today is a joyous day.

The Wednesday before this amazing day
Should be called White Wednesday
Since the day after this day
Is notoriously called Black Friday
Thank you God for this special gift
For this day of hope; it sounds like a myth
No other country celebrates like us
This is truly a blessed day
This is like payday, this is a happy day
We all wish that we had more appetite
We all wish that we could remain light
After so many richly varied and delicious meals
Throw away the scales and the diet pills
For just today, let’s enjoy ourselves
Let’s not worry, and don’t pay attention to our curves.

poem by Hebert Logerie
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Makes no matter if I'm performing in a grocery store, you're always gonna get 150%.

quote by Eddie Griffin
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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Names Are Special

My names are special, extra special and more,
The need for food is increased by the age and maturity.
Names laugh and cry like certain cookery ingredients
For a rich dish, or a casserole, or a pudding.
Food is eaten from the day that was the first
To the last and final day of your period on this world.
You must accept those with surnames,
And let no snake interfere, just let no adder crawl.
The devils hide their names,
But do not and do not copy them
For your names are not hidden,
For people need you and their attention is on you.
Names are revered, and their calling is exact,
May you leave us and join the brigade of Life.

poem by Naveed Akram
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Snake; an oracle of oath

The godless men worship the snake
The godless men take oath in name of snake
And the curse comes upon wrongdoer
The godless men take oath in the name of snake
And blessing rains upon the innocent
The godless men take oath in the name of snake
And snake bitten dead the lair
And snake spare life of the truer
Despite snake answers to godless men
No votive or thank given to snake, the god
So the stopped the men to swear
By it name, snake said men used
Thunder and fire for swearing instead of it name
As snake disowned the godless men
Hex fallen upon

poem by David Aoloch Bion
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