Far-Darting Apollo
I saw the sun step like a gentleman
Dressed in black and proud as sin.
I saw the sun walk across London
Like a young M. P., risen to the occasion.
His step was light, his tread was dancing,
His lips were smiling, his eyes glancing.
Over the Cenotaph in Whitehall
The sun took the wicket with my skull.
The sun plays tennis in the court of Geneva
With the guts of a Finn and the head of an Emperor.
The sun plays squash in a tomb of marble,
The horses of Apocalypse are in his stable.
The sun plays a game of darts in Spain
Three by three in flight formation.
The invincible wheels of his yellow car
Are the discs that kindle the Chinese war.
The sun shows the world to the world,
Turns its own ghost on the terrified crowd,
Then plunges all images into the ocean
Of the nightly mass emotion.
Games of chance and games of skill,
All his sports are games to kill.
I saw the murderer at evening lie
Bleeding on his death-bed sky.
His hyacinth breath, his laurel hair,
His blinding sight, his moving air,
My love, my grief, my weariness, my fears
Hid from me in a night of tears.
poem by Kathleen Jessie Raine
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Head Games
Daylight, alright
I dont know, I dont know if its real
Been a long night and something aint right
You wont show, you wont show how you feel
No time ever seems right
To talk about the reasons why you and I fight
Its high time to draw the line
Put an end to this game before its too late
Head games, its you and me baby
Head games, and I cant take it anymore
Head games, I dont wanna play the...
Head games
I daydream for hours it seems
I keep thinkin of you, yeah, thinkin of you
These daydreams, what do they mean?
They keep haunting me, are they warning me?
Daylight turns into night
We try and find the answer but its nowhere in sight
Its always the same and you know whos to blame
You know what Im sayin, still we keep on playin
Head games, thats all I get from you
Head games, and I cant take it anymore
Head games, dont wanna play the...
Head games
So near, so far away
We pass each other by cause we dont know what to say
Its so clear, Im sorry to say
But if you wanna win you gotta learn how to play
Head games, always you and me, baby
Head games, till I cant take it anymore
Head games, instead of makin love
Head games, ooh
Head games, always you and me, baby
Head games, till I cant take it anymore, no more
Head games, instead of makin love, we play
Head games
Head games, in the first degree
Head games, yeah, always you and me
Head games, why do you do it baby?
Head games
song performed by by Foreigner
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Welcome To The Show
The night is cool and young
Lady gypsy gazes into the ball
Faires dressed in fancy colours
The man who walks sky tall
Welcome To The Show!
Jesters laugh and play games
Young ladies dance the night on
Music plays loud and clear
The world's a stage we go along
Welcome To The Show!
Tricks, dance, and acted plays
Do our very best to entertain
Applause is giving in respect
Smile after smile in exchange
Welcome To The Show!
poem by Suelynn Walters
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My Mom's Computer
My Mom's new apple computer is like a spell maker,
1 thing my mom is under a spell when she gets off work she works on her apple.Then plays games like all sorts of addicting things I would tell you all of the games that she plays but this is just a short story.My mom is silly with her apple.
poem by Lulu Bailey
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Ghost Train
Maureen and stan were looking for a job
They got songs for every occasion
And a little limelight robbery
No one will employ them
Theres nothing to decide
So he autographs his overdraft
While she goes out of her mind
Stuck on the wall with a thousand faces
Unwanted posters of the haunted places
Roll up for the ghost train
Non-stop through the city
Step right up and show your face
We only want the pretty ones
Roll up for the ghost train
Non-stop through the city
Step right up and show your face
We only want the pretty ones
Maureen and stan at the skating rink
Looking for the drummer who threw up in the sink
Laughing and singing, dressed up like dice
Maybe they could freeze to death out there on the ice
Look at the graceful way she dances
On foot speaks, the other answers
Roll up for the ghost train
Non-stop through the city
Step right up and show your face
We only want the pretty ones
Roll up for the ghost train
Non-stop through the city
Step right up and show your face
We only want the pretty ones
She plays the queen of the fleapit
He plays a spanish guitar
He got a black eye from a waitress
Shes not seeing any stars
You can be refused, you can be replaced
You can change your name but you cant change your face
While they make believe its just another holiday
They turn on each other when they hear that joker say
Roll up for the ghost train
Non-stop through the city
Step right up and show your face
We only want the pretty ones
Roll up for the ghost train
We only want the pretty ones
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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Step On You
You're in my way
You crossed my line
You're in my face
You're on my case, you really waste my time.
Don't like your style
Don't like your sound
You talk too much
You got no touch, you drive it in the ground
I'm gonna step on you
I'm gonna step on you
I'm gonna step on you
I'm gonna step on you
Don't like your smile
Don't like your clothes
Don't like your hair
And I don't care about your ruby pierced nose
You push too far
You talk too loud
You stay too long
You're in my song but you ain't in my crowd
I'm gonna step on you
I'm gonna step on you
I'm gonna step on you
I'm gonna step on you
You ruin my day and you're wrecking my night
I'm biting my lips because I'm ready to fight
I'm gonna sharpen my spikes
I'm gonna strap on my boots
I'm gonna squash you on sight
I'm gonna step on you
Step-step-step-step
You ruin my day and you're wrecking my night
I'm biting my lips because I'm ready to fight
I'm gonna sharpen my spikes
I'm gonna strap on my boots
I'm gonna squash you on sight
Don't leave no message on my telephone
Cut right through the bull, right to the bone
The snow in your nose and the crack in your brain
It used to be cool, now it's just insane
I'm gonna step on you
Step-I'm gonna step on you-step
Step
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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A Dad
any man can be a father
but! not every man can be a dad.
(which is sad)
they help to bring you into a life unknown
.then at your mother, he throws stones.
he did not think of the ripple
effects this would have.
he thought just of his lust
and she of him-' put her trust.'
they say a rolling stone gathers no moss
i guess with him-it's just a loss.
it's easy to shrug the responsibilities
as you can plainly see.
but a father/dad is there at the dropp of a hat
to pick up any slack.
he is there to change your diapers
and to clean up your mess,
this is part of dads test.
he is there when you are sick,
and have your first tooth.
always there to play games with you
after a hard days work.
and listen to all that you have to say
this is 'a true dads way'.
a dad is there to wipe away your tears
and take away all your fears.
a dad is there at school plays,
baseball games, graduations for his child.
for he knows that it is worth while.
he is there every step of the way
until you are old and gray.
so to this ' i will say'
i'll love you my child
for always.
poem by Louis Rams
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Those Same Games Played
Game players become hooked,
Until mesmerized...
To the playing of a game,
That remains the same unchanged.
It's much like the learning children do,
Of the letters in the alphabet.
Each letter is assigned something fixed,
And simplistic that sticks in their heads.
Once a game is remembered,
It doesn't matter who plays it.
But those who have chosen,
These games to play are not aware...
The testing of them occured long before,
They were born to realize...
Those same games played were always there!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Cosmic Mists Universes Complexities
philosopher wonders
if God plays
with all the planets
like playing pool rules
or golf course games
no God's solitaire games
are cosmic mists
universes complexities
on far grander scales
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Never say it is not God
Never say it is not God.
Hafiz said that, lived it.
And that’s all really:
no need to dress it up,
make a poem of it,
claim it, as if
I thought of it first..
And anyway it’s personal:
you and I could spend days
discussing what the last word means;
finish up hating each other.
It happens. And they have
a rifle in their hand, a bomb.
It’s a divine game,
the game God plays.
You know the games all lovers play:
‘Where are you darling? ’
‘I’m not here.. come and find me…’
ah yes - the bedroom…
‘You only love me for my body…’
‘Yes darling… but I love you for your mind too, , , ’
‘But you’re always arguing with my mind…’
‘Yes darling – that’s why I love you…’
‘Will you love me when I’m old and wrinkled and crumbly? ’
‘Darling, I’ll love you all the more…’
‘I love every bit of you…’
‘Ah but do you love me with every bit of you…? ’
‘I’m a striped tiger come to eat you up every bit…ggrr…’
‘And I’m a lion come to gobble up the tiger…’
Ah yes, the games that lovers play…
What makes you think God does not love
to play these games with you?
And even when you call Him God,
and not your Lover, or your Friend,
as Hafiz does - and many other names beside,
that could be His best game of all…
when the whole universe
and all its creatures, run
toward you, calling out
‘I’m Yours… I’m yours for life…’
as lovers do.
Never say it is not God.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Smile
Ill smile for you
Just because you'll smile for me too
They say that there is a gift to a smile
But it seems that I'm not going to smile again for a while
I'm going away to a far off place
They say I'll need my space
But I'm worried that I'll lose my way
Because of the games they play
I'm all one for games, they help keep people near
But it seems the place I'm going is one of my fears
It's not a prison of any kind
That's what they say but it plays on my mind
If it's not a cage then why the locks and bars
Where are the windows, the gardens, the stars?
It's white and clean, they say it helps but I disagree
How am I meant to smile if I can't just be me?
So I ask you this one favour only a small request
Will you come and play my games after I rest
If I'm left alone in this place I might go insane
I might lose my smile if there's only the pain and the rain
poem by Rebecca Pepper
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Behind the smile
Is that smile that you wear, for me or for you?
If i'm thinking it then surely you maybe to?
Is it to say hello and you mean it?
Or because you feel bad if we haven't all seen it?
When light disappears and you lay in your bed
Does your smile haunt you so it plays games with your head?
For behind every smile is a world full of thought
As we put up that front and try not to get caught
So give me a face that says it's really me
For only I know how you're meant to be,
See, behind every smile is a thought otherwise
Never in sight yet the perfect disguise...
poem by Dave James
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Evil Woman
I've seen a look of evil in your eyes
You've been filling me all full of lies
Sorrow will not change your shameful deeds
Do well best, someone else has better seen
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Now I know just what you're looking for
You want me to claim that child you bore
Well you know that it must he not be
And you know the way it got to be
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Evil woman, don't you play your games with
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Wickedness lies in your moisten lips
Your body moves just like the crack of a whip
Blackness sleeps on top of your stray bed
Do you whish that you could see me dead
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
Evil woman, don't you play your games with me
song performed by by Black Sabbath
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Games
Somebody said somebody wouldnt last too long, somebodys still going strong.
Somebody said somebody was all a front, somebodys still talking junk.
Think of what you say, think of what you do,
Think of what you try to put us through.
Were just singing our song.
When you put us down, it aint gonna get you nowhere.
Were positive and no matter what you think we really care.
Oh, ee, oh, oh, oh, games, games, games, games, games.
Somebody said somebody worked too hard, somebody gotta charm some hearts.
Somebody said everybodys gonna wait and see, whats gonna be is gonna be.
Think of .....
Games, oh, ee, oh, oh, oh, games, games, games, games, games.
(rap:) yeah, people keep on fronting on the beantown posse,
But its time to step up to the stand,
cause we aint going out like that.
Back, huh, stronger than ever, did you think wed sever?
Never, were too clever to be taken down clown
By your ignorant state of mind, I aint blind but
Every time I look I find you dissin a mission that
Strictly be righteous, we gotta fight this so now I think I might just
Take a stand, man, like never before, and Im sure
That well endure so now its time to even the score
I hear you knocking me but you aint shocking me
cause jealousy is telling me that youre just jocking me
So keep on talking skee, with pride Im walking see,
Because on anybodys block is where Im gonna be rockin gee.
Dont play those games, oh, ee, oh, oh, oh, stop playing those games.
(repeat ad lib & fade)
song performed by by New Kids On The Block
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Dancing With Tears In My Eyes
The truth hurt, nothing to atone
There were no lies
Moving alone
Dancing with tears in my eyes
Arms empty
Music plays, sighs!
Love I have aplenty
Dancing with tears in my eyes
Alone in my mind
Doves! I hear cries
You I did find
Dancing with tears I'm my eyes
Finding some time
My heart flies
Toeing the age old line
Dancing with tears in my eyes
Dancing,
Dancing with tears in my eyes
poem by Robert Green
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Dinner For One Please, James
(m. carr)
Dinner for one please, james,
The madame will not be dining.
Yes, you may bring the wine in,
Love plays such funny games.
Dinner for one please, james,
Close madames room, weve parted.
Please, dont look so downhearted,
Love plays such funny games.
Seems my best friend told her of another,
I had no chance to deny.
You know there has never been another,
Someday shell find out the lie.
Maybe shes not to blame,
Leave me with silent hours.
No, dont move her favorite flowers,
Dinner for one please, james.
~interlude~
Maybe shes not to blame,
Leave me with silent hours.
No, dont move her favorite flowers,
Dinner for one please, james.
song performed by by Nat King Cole
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PC Games
PC Games are children's favorite nowadays
Oh! those days have gone
When children used to play in the fields
They used to play football, cricket and hockey...
Now children are busy playing PC games
Various games like Farm Ville, City ville, Empire Earth, San Andreas, Age of Empires etc
Some of them are so addicted to it
They don't study
But others are exceptional
Playing those PC games are harmful for eyes, health etc
Those games are 3D and 2D...
PC games...
What about those old games?
poem by Z.I. Mahmud
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Murderer
(m&l - hansen)
He said get ut of here nobody wants you here
You smashed his head and the man died
And theres a murmur loud
From the appearing crowd
Searching for motives and reason why
Now take a look at yourself and youll see
What you are in the eyes of the world
You didnt want it but now hes dead
And youre on the run of the law
Youre a murderer in every town
Murderer to the whole world
Murderer youre on the run
Murderer youll have to kill... again
And like an animal which scaped from the cage
Theyre hunting you over their holy land
Traps waiting everywhere you fall in deep despair
Darkness and night your owly friends
One day the chase will be over for you
And youll find your own peace in the end
Some day you will find a sanctuary
Death!... but so long my friend...
Youre a murderer in every town
Murderer to the whole world
Murderer youre on the run
Murderer youll have to kill... again
He said get ut of here nobody wants you here
You smashed his head and the man died
And theres a murmur loud
From the appearing crowd
Searching for motives and reason why
Now take a look at yourself and youll see
What you are in the eyes of the world
You didnt want it but now hes dead
And youre on the run of the law
Youre a murderer in every town
Murderer to the whole world
Murderer youre on the run
Murderer youll have to kill... again
song performed by by Helloween
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I Just Want to Say 'Hello' Then Step
You may claim not to know my name.
But I remember,
You're the same 'old' you.
And if our love had remained...
You would take away my memory too.
But I,
Am not...
Gonna play those stale games again!
I just want to say 'hello'
Then step!
I don't want to start,
Anything I'll later regret!
You claim not to be a part,
Of a past that broke your heart!
Well,
I feel the same as you do.
I am not going to bring up,
All the things we both have gone through.
But I,
Am not...
Gonna play those stale games again.
I just want to say 'hello' then step!
I don't want to start anything,
I'll later regret.
No I,
Am not...
Gonna play those games again.
I just want to say 'hello',
Then step!
I don't want to start anything upon the scene,
I'll later regret...
To undo!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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This Guitar
He keeps his sercrets
Under his shirt sleeve
And hides his face
In his black hair
It hangs in his eyes
And all the girls think he's so cute
Why can't they see it?
Sometimes
He hides behind the school
And plays his guitar
It's so beautiful;
The rhythm he plays
No one notices what he does when he goes home
Because his mom's always drunk
And his dad's abusing her
And the boy tries to step in
To stop his mother from getting hit anymore
But it doesn't work
His father hits him instead
And he goes to his room
And cuts with his knife
Under his shirt sleeve
So no one sees it
And he hides in his room
And plays his guitar
This guitar
He says
Is keeping me alive
If I didn't have this guitar
I would've killed myslef already
Him
And his guitar
poem by Alyssa Ray
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Vicious Games
I never knew
How much I loved you
I never knew
How much I cared
So I played
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
I was afraid
To go under
Afraid to see
When I closed my eyes
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
I never knew
How much I loved you
I never knew
How much I care
I just played
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
With different names, different names
Now that youre gone
And you have left me
I had to learn
I had to learn how much it hurts
To play those vicious games
Vicious games, vicious games
Different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
Different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
Different names, different names
Vicious games, vicious games
Different names, different names
song performed by by Yello
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