There is a young lady named Ruth
Who claims she's a magical tooth
That spins like a drill,
Live food for to kill,
And she swears she is telling the truth.
(Written Nov 2012)
quote by by John Carter Brown
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Eye 4 An Eye (Silencer Mix)
Even now in heaven
There were angels carrying savage weapons
An eye for an eye...(for an eye...)
A tooth for a tooth...(for a tooth...)
Run, run, run,
But you sure can't hide...(hide...hide)
An eye for an eye...(for an eye...)
A tooth for a tooth...(for a tooth...)
Run, run, run,
But you sure can't hide...(hide...hide)
Is that room been fit to earth?
Doesn't help the ??? to grow sunshine?
Is this darkness all you'll take?
Have you'd passed through this life?
Run, run, run, but you sure can't hide...(hide, hide...)
Where you're going you're not coming back from
Run, run, run, but you sure can't hide...(hide, hide...)
An eye for an eye...(for an eye...)
A tooth for a tooth...(for a tooth...)
Run, run, run,
But you sure can't hide...(hide...hide)
An eye for an eye...(for an eye...)
A tooth for a tooth...(for a tooth...)
Run, run, run,
But you sure can't hide...(hide...hide)
This grain evil
Where is it come from?
Had still the end of the world?
Who's doing this?
Who's killed us?
Marking us with the sign of the holy mighty man
Run, run, run...(run, run...)
Run, run, run...(run, run...)
An eye for an eye...(for an eye...)
A tooth for a tooth...(for a tooth...)
Run, run, run, but you sure can't hide...(hide...hide)
An eye for an eye...(for an eye...)
A tooth for a tooth...(for a tooth...)
Run, run, run,
But you sure can't hide...(hide...hide)
(An eye for an eye...)
Are you righteous?
(A tooth for a tooth...)
Kind?
(Run, run, run but you sure can't hide...)
Does your confidence lie in this?
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There was a bald lady named Mary
Who hated her wig - it was scary;
And, under stress and emotion
O'erdid the hair lotion
Now all of her body is hairy.
(Written Oct 2012)
quote by by John Carter Brown
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poem by David Keig
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There once was a dentist from Pilling,
Supposedly not a 'full shilling, '
But he'd drill your tooth out
And if none was about
He would craftily swipe your gold filling.
(Written Feb 1995)
quote by by John Carter Brown
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There was a young fella named Pete
Who was born with two uneven feet;
He was tall - a six-footer,
But veered to the gutter
Whenever he walked down the street.
(Written Nov 2012)
quote by by John Carter Brown
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A saucy young farm-girl named Kay
Went quietly missing one day;
She was caught on the farm
With a boy on her arm
Up to goodness knows what, in the hay.
(Written Oct 2012)
quote by by John Carter Brown
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Let Us Live, My Lady, When We Are Young
Tomorrow I may die young lady,
And reduced to dust may be lost in dust:
Therefore let us live when we are young
And taste of life what it offers us:
The morrow may offer nothing to us,
It is the present that matters most
When you are young and budding like a rose.
Tomorrow this beauteous figure may fade
Time my lady shall not wait
And meanwhile youth shall pass.
Let us live, my lady, when we are young;
When my heart aches at missing your sight;
When with warmth I can clasp you in my arms;
When you are rich in your figure
When your touch sends ripples through my body
When your kiss makes life worth living,
Let us live, my lady, when we are young.
The Liar
'I cannot tell the truth, ' he said,
'In truth, I always lie.'
I lay back on the gentle grass
And looked up at the sky,
He'd said it all before, of course,
He had me taken in,
Until I came to realize
Each lie was like a sin.
Each lie he told subverted truth,
Each 'truth' was but a lie,
If he could never tell the truth...
I turned my head to sigh!
'And so you lie with every breath,
Is what you're telling me? '
'That's right, they say I can't lie straight
In bed, yessir, that's me! '
'You lie, ' I said, 'you lie again,
If you can't tell the truth! '
'Of course, ' he laughed, and turned to kiss
His current girlfriend, Ruth.
'And so you even lie to her,
So what's her take on this? '
Ruth turned, 'I love a liar,
When a liar loves like this.'
I packed the picnic basket and
I threw it in the car,
Jumped in the driver's seat and turned
The key, then locked each door.
He jumped up then, alarmed, and said:
'You'd leave us high and dry?
You said you'd drop us off at home...'
'I lied, ' I said, 'Goodbye! '
18 June 2009
poem by David Lewis Paget
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A young deep-sea diver named Dave
Was thought by his boss to be brave;
But - to avert the dread 'bends'
He'd send down his friends
Not for him was a lone early grave.
(Written Oct 2012)
quote by by John Carter Brown
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Drill Baby Drill
DRILL BABY DRILL
“Oh-oh say can you see”
Any beach-sand oil free
This pollution debris
A gift from corporate B P
DRILL BABY DRILL
This sea-borne disaster
Oil hardened like plaster
Needs a plug-the-leak master
To stop the oil gushing faster
DRILL BABY DRILL
Beautiful pelican creatures
Once with beautiful winged features
Now bogged down in oily slime
No longer enjoy their flying time
DRILL BABY DRILL
B P drilling for profits and dividends
Caused havoc with too many of natures friends
Along with much of the seafaring life
Who share the pelicans’ oily strife
DRILL BABY DRILL
The Gulf of Mexico now in distress
Is due to B P’s preventable oil laden mess
We’ve only one planet so we better beware
No more DRILL BABY DRILL-give Earth its due care
poem by Stanley Cooper
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A young mountain climber named Peter,
On top of his form - a world beater,
At the foot of the Eiger
Came across a huge tiger
Now Peter's inside the man-eater.
(Written Oct 2012)
quote by by John Carter Brown
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A clever young man named Navid,
A Karate recruit of great deed,
Was full of youth's bloom
And would dash round the room
And be chopping the air at great speed.
(Written Nov 2012)
quote by by John Carter Brown
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There was a Young Lady of Welling,
Whose praise all the world was a-telling;
She played on a harp,
And caught several carp,
That accomplished Young Lady of Wel
quote by by Edward Lear
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The Scream
Relax, I only just want to drill a little,
And this silver tube will remove the spittle,
Then your mouth will feel nice and dry,
Ready for me to quickly try,
To tackle your damaged top side molar,
Yes, I will Inject it, to make if a 'polar
Region', nice and frozen, so you won't feel
A thing. Now there's no need to squeal
When I mend your tooth which you have broken.
GOSH! What a scream, you must have woken
Everyone within a radius of a mile,
Now don't you go and start to pile
On the agony, which isn't there,
I've only a few minutes to spare.
My other appointments are due, but I'm willing
To sort out your tooth by doing a filling,
Which is only using my drill and a bit of paste,
Now what is this, what's all the haste,
You can't just leave with the job not done,
You don't just jump up and start to run.
Your yelling has caused total chaos, in fact
The consequence is, it has had such an impact,
It's cleared my 'waiting room' the patients have left,
And it has left me all bereft.
Your filling has made me lose my cool,
Which is totally against the rule.
So if when next time your tooth you crack.
DON'T COME BACK! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
poem by Ernestine Northover
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The Capture
Duck come switchin' 'cross de lot
Hi, oh, Miss Lady!
Hurry up an' hide de pot
Hi, oh, Miss Lady!
Duck's a mighty 'spicious fowl,
Slick as snake an' wise as owl;
Hol' dat dog, don't let him yowl!
Hi, oh, Miss Lady!
Th'ow dat co'n out kind o' slow
Hi, oh, Miss Lady!
Keep yo'se'f behin' de do'
Hi, oh, Miss Lady!
Lots o' food'll kill his feah,
Co'n is cheap but fowls is deah--
'Come, good ducky, come on heah.'
Hi, oh, Miss Lady!
Ain't he fat and ain't he fine,
Hi, oh, Miss Lady!
Des can't wait to make him mine.
Hi, oh, Miss Lady!
See him waddle when he walk,
'Sh! keep still and don't you talk!
Got you! Don't you daih to squawk!
Hi, oh, Miss Lady!
poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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The Truth will kill you (comment any suggestions please! !)
The truth will indeed inevitably kill you.
The scars in my soul all seem too real.
The wound is jus too deep to heal.
The truth will indeed inevitably kill you.
The truth will indeed inevitably kill you.
Ignorance is only bliss
Left in this dark, cold abyss.
The truth will indeed inevitably kill you.
The truth will indeed inevitably kill you.
The pain is too much to bare.
So deeply I long to not care.
The truth will indeed inevitably kill you.
poem by Nikki Chauhan
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Quality not Quantity for MY Lady Irene
When I was young and in my prime
I could make love at any time
But now I ‘m growing old and weak
I only manage twice a week.
My lady’s not as old as me
but she accepts quite readily
My thrusting days of youth are gone
although the urge still lingers on.
She knows I do the best I can
like any other loving man.
She says it’s quite sufficient
that she is happy and content
and so am I to tell the truth.
I lack the energy of youth.
To me a source of manly pride
to know my Lady’s satisfied.
My lady’s always telling me
There is no reason she can see
to doubt my capability.
Whilst she is smiling wickedly.
3-Feb-08
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Mendacious!
Mendacious, node, aid, aide, doe, does, sad, used, aids, dies!
Not telling the truth;
But, the truth will surely crash you one day.
Mendacious, in, as, dance, dances, sand, dams, mends, do, so;
Playing with your mind and not being ready for the truth!
However, telling the truth is better than lies.
Mendacious, man, men, mad, dam, is, as, me, due, main, and, die!
But, the truth is always the truth and, there is nothing more than the truth;
So, not telling the truth will lead you nowhere.
Mendacious, use, sea, made, dame, aim, aims, mean, mains, means!
With the works of your hands as seen by others;
But, try to tell the truth always.
Mendacious, Cain, coin, coins, ion, ions, dice, nice, muse, on, no;
In the land of your muse and, in the ways of mankind!
But, try to tell the truth always.
Mendacious, send, mend, amend, den, dens, same, Sam, and, Dan!
But, not telling the truth before the court;
However, the truth will crash you one day! !
Mendacious, use, dues, sue, sin, mind, minds, end, ends, mouse, mice!
With the works of our hands as seen by others in this life;
But, we need to tell the truth always.
Mendacious, cud, ice, cod, ace, are, maids, maid, code, mode, cad;
But, try to live by the truth always in this life! !
Because, we need the truth to lead us on always on the right path.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Indecent proposal
Come live with me
and be my love?
What does this mean,
how rare?
I am no chattel
for to keep,
Could I, in fact
be spared?
Come live with me,
and be my love,
two turtle doves
indeed!
How dare he ask,
how dare he try
to make a wife
of me.
He offers me his heart
and yet,
ne'er asks
if I love too.
I find him
rather sly…..
and far too plain,
to tell the truth.
I'm sure I'd have to
mend and do
and I,
a lady fair.
It seems to me
his promises
are frivolous
and snared.
poem by Ruth Walters
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Salad is Incompatible with Life
Yes, my waist is fifty inches -
Big for me because I'm short.
And yes, I like my cheddar cheese
When partnered with a vintage port.
Okay, okay, that double cream
Is always served with pud,
And cake and biscuits with my tea
Are just no bloody good
For my poor hardened arteries,
But see my point of view,
Please dear wifey if you please,
A Salad makes me spew!
I'd rather eat a bowl of air
Than crunch away on greens;
Drink water from the toilet bowl
Or nibble on my jeans!
But salad! Are you there?
You know it makes me snappy -
So let me fill my face with grub,
Stay fat, and die young happy!
Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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