Behind Closed Blinds
Inflicted with addictions,
That keep them whipped...
In pleasure obsessions.
On their toes to peep through,
Peep holes.
To gratify voyeur obligations!
With secret spycams planted,
To grant invasions sweet.
Neatly placed...
To reveal naked paces.
And maybe a face to stalk...
Without introductions to uncloak!
Slowpokes in steps behind walking.
These folks rub crotches,
As others block watch.
For signs out of place,
And out of line!
They are all bed hoppers...
Trying to find peace of mind,
Behind closed blinds...
And scheduled from time to time!
For encouraged meetings met!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Keep It Proper
Keep it proper!
You never know on you who might peep.
When you do a thing discreet.
You never know on you who might peep.
It's best that you keep it proper.
You never know on you who might peep.
Especially when you're seen in the streets.
You never know on you who might peep.
Keep,
It
Proper.
You never know on you who might peep.
Distorting what you do to deceive.
You never know on you who might peep.
It's best that you keep it proper.
You never know on you who might peep.
When a seeker seeks a weakness to heat.
You never know on you who might peep.
Controversy lovers love it,
More obscene.
People feed sensations that wound and bleed.
With a caring less of who's affected by misdeeds
Keep,
It
Proper.
You never know on you who might peep.
Distorting what you do to deceive.
You never know on you who might peep.
Yes it's best that you keep it proper.
You never know on you who might peep.
When a seeker seeks a weakness to heat.
You never know on you who might peep.
It's best
That you keep it proper.
You never know on you who might peep.
Yes it is best
That you keep it proper.
You never know on you who might peep.
Yes it is best that you keep it proper,
That business to express on the streets.
You never know,
On you
Who might peep.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Peep on You
I peep on you
When you say
You don’t love me
I saw your rose pulps
I peep on you
I saw you rested your love
On the bowl
I peep on you
I saw your barbaric tits waving
Water dripping from there
Right to your squirrel
I peep on you
I saw your squirrel
Wet but breathing
Seems like in hunger
For partner
I peep on you
When you say
You don’t love me
I saw your beautiful face
As horny
As your squirrel
poem by Sulaiman Mohd Yusof
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Pop and Culture
Peeps peep on pop and culture.
People peep on pop and culture.
There's a peep on pop and culture,
With not a poop to stop.
They peep on pop and culture.
People peep on pop and culture.
There is a peep on pop and culture,
Without a poop to stop.
Lady Gaga got that pop.
People peep on pop and culture.
Taylor Swift's got Country Rock.
People peep on pop and culture.
And Kanye's a social poppa.
People peep on pop and culture.
With Beyonce and Jay-Z,
Seen on top in magazines.
Peeps peep on pop and culture.
People peep on pop and culture.
There's a peep on pop and culture,
With no poop to stop.
Peeps peep on pop and culture.
People peep on pop and culture.
There's a peep on pop and culture,
With no poop to stop.
We feed on Beatles.
Those songs of Beatles.
We feed on Beatles.
And...
Prince is there with beats.
And Michael Jackson's Pop is sweet.
We feed on Beatles.
Those songs of Beatles.
We feed on Beatles.
And Lady Gaga just rocks.
We feed on Beatles.
And they introduced this culture shock.
Peeps peep on pop and culture.
People peep on pop and culture.
There's a peep on pop and culture,
With not a poop to stop.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Secret Meetings
I have secret meetings,
In my mind.
And...
I find they're the best,
All the of time.
Yes, I have secret meetings,
In my mind.
And...
I find they're the best,
All the of time.
In my mind to be condoned,
Secret meetings feeding peace.
In my mind I keep condoned.
Secret meetings feeding peace.
And my head I keep cool and collected.
Yes, I have secret meetings,
In my mind all the time.
And...
It's keepng me cool and collected.
Yes, I have secret meetings,
In my mind all the time.
And...
It's keepng me cool and collected.
Yes, I have secret meetings,
In my mind all the time.
And...
It's keepng me cool and collected.
I have secret meetings in my mind all the time,
To unwind...
From the beatings of the times.
With corruption on the pedestal directing the crimes.
I have secret meetings in my mind all the time,
To unwind...
From the beatings of the times.
With corruption on the pedestal directing the crimes.
I have secret meetings in my mind all the time,
To unwind...
From the beatings of the times.
With corruption on the pedestal directing the crimes.
With corruption on the pedestal directing the crimes.
I have secret meetings to unwind.
I have secret meetings to unwind.
I have secret meetings to unwind,
From the beatings of the times.
With corruption on the pedestal directing the crimes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The White Wido
The moon comes every night to peep
Through the window where I lie,
And I pretend to be asleep;
But I watch the moon as it goes by,
And it never makes a sound.
It stands and stares, and then it goes
To the house that's next to me,
Stealing on its tippy-toes,
To peep at folk asleep maybe;
And it never makes a sound.
poem by James Stephens
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Houses In Motion
For a long time I felt without style or grace
Wearing shoes with no socks in cold weather
I knew my heart was in the right place
I knew Id be able to do these things.
And as we watch him digging his own grave
It is important to know that was where hes at
He cant afford to stop...that is what he believe
Hell keep on digging for a thousand years.
Im walking a line-Im thining about empty motion
Im walking a line-just barely enough to be living
Get outa the way-no time to begin
This isnt the time-so nothing was done
Not talking about-not many at all
Im turning around-no trouble at all
You notice theres nothing around you, around you
Im walking a line-divide and dissolve.
Never get to say much, never get to talk
Tell us a little bit, but not too much
Right about then, is where she give up
She has closed her eyes, she has give up hope
Im walking a line-i hate to be dreaming in motion
Im walking a line-just barely enough to be living
Get outa the way-no time to begin
This isnt the time-so nothing was done
Not talking about-not many at all
Im turning around-no trouble at all
Im keeping my fingers behind me, hind me
Im walking a line-divide and dissolve.
I turn myself around, Im moving backwards and forwards
Im moving twice as much as I was before
Ill keep on digging to the center of the earth
Ill be down in there moving the in the room...
Im walking a line-visiting houses in motion
Im walking a line-just barely enough to be living
Get outa the way-no time to begin
This isnt the time-so nothing was done
Not talking about-not many at all
Im turning around-no trouble at all
Two different houses surround you, round you
Im walking a line-divide and dissolve.
song performed by by Talking Heads
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Child Sun
Child Sun
Why will you play Peep Bo
Now in, now out
The workroom window so?
True 'tis
That there are children here;
But they've no time
To play Peep Bo, my dear.
poem by Lesbia Harford
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Secrets
A secret burns in my brain
like a glowing coal.
Yes, the secret lodged behind my eyes
sputters and mutters like a burning coal
pops and rocks through the long lights of York
singeing its tissuey bed
abashing its keeper.
How it longs to slip the keep of its living brazier
To impart to the world of itself at least a spark
perhaps, credence given, to start a small fire-
How it yearns, wee imp, to hatch out
timlily as a chick from an egg
and trot about the world crying 'peep, peep, peep.'
I, too, crave the rout of the secret
(which fidgets in there like a bean)
I, too, crave its flight
into the ears of a few.
So would you. It hurts. Its hot.
Its eremite existence serving scant purpose, at all,
saving secrecy, of course, a pretty dull thing,
pointless to all who might wish to know-
unfair to all who might otherwise be listening, wrapt,
on the telephone, propped on pillows, sipping myrthe,
to the enchanting music of the secret, the
serpentine strains, the instructive rondel, oboeing forth,
crossing itself, doubling back, this secret.
And this secret....
poem by Morgan Michaels
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Not A Bit - All Of It
Hysteria and insomnia
Stress, neurosis
Please give a better impression with clever use of cosmetics
Amang others at this very happy wedding
Were mr. and mrs [peep]
The bride looked very pretty
Wearing a dress of old lace, designed by [peep]
Last week I had been to this beautiful memorial service held at [peep]
For the late [peep]
Laaaa, la da dia haoo ...
This man is a professional singer
We think his voice will develop
La, lala lala lalala
Here is the bride
La la la la la la la la
Holy bright
Tra la la la la la la la
Not a bit
La la la la la la la la
All of it
Here is the bride
La la la la la la la la
Holy bright
Tra la la la la
Not a bit
All of it
I made myself interesting again today
Obviously
song performed by by Vangelis
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The Dream Watcher
I watch her dream, peep at her dreams
As she crosses the bifrost bridge
Into the arms of her flare her flambeau-
The wind, her slave and master.
I watch them collide with scintillating lust-
Watch her hair fly as if waving me goodbye
Or calling me to join them
When he brushes his fingers through her scalp.
I watch her dream, peep at her dreams,
Pausing and rewinding every culminating moment,
As she nurtures her invisible lover
Like a river by its course or a bull its matador.
Gods play her the lyre in sostenuto-
Queue up to be blown one of her kisses,
Her lipstick imprinted on all their hearts,
Even death beseeches her for a little life.
With red voyeurism I vigil wind making love to her,
Listen as she chimes behind those closed eyes,
Absorb her ambrosia gasps at every exhale,
Her moment inside a star, I dare not wake her.
poem by Isunge Mwangase
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Peace Of Mind
You know it takes a long, long time
You know it takes a long, long time
You love her so and still you know
That you will never want to let her go
Unless you leave her first
Then you come out on top
But, still theres just one thing
You havent got.
Peace of mind
Like when you treated her kind
Its hard to face that open space.
You know it takes a long, long time
You know it takes a long, long time
When first you gave and shared your soul
Showed her all those things that take their toll
She knows your weak spot
But, she still gets you hot
So you do it again
Reveal what lies within.
And go for peace of mind
Like when you treated her kind
Its hard to face that open space.
Youre lookin for peace of mind
Anywhere you can find
Still searchin for peace of mind.
You know it takes a long, long time
You know it takes a long, long time.
song performed by by Neil Young
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An Intercepted Valentine
Little Bo-Peep, will you be mine?
I want you for my Valentine.
You are my choice of all the girls,
With your blushing cheeks and your fluttering curls,
With your ribbons gay and your kirtle neat,
None other is so fair and sweet.
Little Bo-Peep, let's run away,
And marry each other on Midsummer Day;
And ever to you I'll be fond and true,
Your faithful Valentine,
LITTLE BOY BLUE.
poem by Carolyn Wells
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Sheepish Bo Peep Recombined
Little Bo Peep has lost her sheep
and cannot tell where to find them,
splice more DNA for cloning today
with no zoning law to unwind them...
[c] Jonathan Robin Parody Bo Peep written 27 November 2008
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Long Way Home
Its hard to say from where you stand
Exactly when it all began
But someplace theres a point you cross the line
You see the tears than stain your face
Mirrored in your make-up case
And know its time to leave this place behind
Chorus:
Its a long way home
Its a long way home
Its a long way home
Trying to retrace your steps
All too easy to forget
Just which way to go
Its a long way home
Outside the sky is threatening
You slowly gather up your things
And wonder how you ever will explain
Walking out so self-assured
Yeah, you were gonna change the world
Walking back, a child in the rain
Chorus:
Its a long way home
Its a long way home
Its a long way home
How can you retrace the steps
Youve been trying to forget
Still its time to go
And its a long way home
And if you lose your way
Just keep your eye upon that endless broken line
Throw bag beneath the bus
Sit among the curious
It happens to the best of us, you know
Chorus:
Its a long way home
Its a long way home
Its a long way home
Starting to retrace your steps
You learn to live with your regrets
Next stop heaven knows
Its a long way home
Such a long way
Its a long way home
song performed by by Vanessa Williams
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Sweet Misery
Oh, sweet misery
why don't you join me for the day
come out, come out
where ever you are
I figured we come out and play
sweet misery, sweet misery
I need you now more then ever
you left without a warning
I thought we'd always stay together
oh, sweet misery
is it time for hide and seek?
I'm looking for you
searching for you
but you won't make a peep
Sweet misery, sweet misery
don't give me a tough time
I just want to keep you forever
treat you just like you're mines
Oh, sweet misery
do you know you're all i have?
You just lead the way
I'll follow your path
Sweet misery, sweet misery
I can't go on with out you
are you giving up on me?
you know you're not allowed to
Oh, sweet misery
Yes, you have arrived
I knew you'd never leave me
I forgot to look inside.
poem by Vanessa Mercado
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Cautioners
The time I would spend with pictures I would not send
I watched you go from left to right
I follow you all night across my blinds
I'm making my peace making it with distance
maybe that's a big mistake
you know I'm thinking of you
I miss you
You'll change your mind come monday and turn your back on me
take your steps away with hesitance
take your steps away from me.
song performed by by Jimmy Eat World from Bleed American
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Peeping a window
Peeping a window
Part 1
From inside you peep out
from outside you peep in;
to see the desired scene
keeping you unseen.
Part 2
Me and my friend were peeping
Through the same window
Having heartful bliss getting
a glimpse of her or her shadow
He did not know my deed
I did not know his deed
One day we got exposed
later window was closed
For him I gave up my desire
for me he sacrificed his longing
Our first seed of love was buried
before growing to seedling.
poem by S.D. Tiwari
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Happy They Have Been Able To Please
At one time,
People were complaining...
No activities for them were scheduled.
Today,
More than enough diverse activities...
Are scheduled for those wishing to participate.
And there are those calling from their windows,
That the planners of the activities...
Should have not scheduled them,
On the same day.
And that is why they have chosen,
Not to take advantage...
Of any those choices made available.
And the ones caring less,
Who is expressing what and for what reason...
Come and go to do as they please,
With a doing to get done...
Keeping prioritized,
From Sundown to Sunrise...
Their own focused motivations.
At one time,
People were complaining...
No activities for them were scheduled.
And the naysayers are still there,
Supplying from one event to another...
Their unsolicited critiques.
And the planners,
Who have scheduled such activities...
Are thrilled and happy,
They have been able to please...
The wants, wishes and needs of everyone.
They seem to be anyway.
'My goodness.
How were you all able to do this? '
~Excuse me?
I had earplugs in my ears.
We all do.
Most of us have removed them.
Those of us on the committee.
Do you mind repeating that?
What was it that you said? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fine Line
You're walking a fine line
You're walking a fine line
You're living on borrowed time
You're walking a fine line
Don't pretend you don't see
What's in front of your eyes
We're scraping the gutter
Or we're touching the skies
There's times when I feel
I'm in the eye of a storm
But there's times when I feel
That we could fly up to the moon
To the moon
You're walking a fine line
You're walking a fine fine line
You're living on borrowed time
You're walking a fine line
I know you agree that
We should try to work it out
It's too good to throw away
I never had a doubt
We're so good together
And there's nothing to prove
Seems we gotta learn
To take the rough times with the smooth
With the smooth
You're walking a fine line
You're walking a fine fine line
You're living on borrowed time
You're walking a fine line
You're walking a fine line
You're living on borrowed time
You're walking a fine line
song performed by by Will Young from From Now On
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Wait A Little While
Heres a sweet september morning, theres the sense of autumn on the rise
He steps into the wind and sadly sighs
Why does it always seem to be, theres a cold december wind in front of me?
The more he fills his empty evenings
The less he feels that theres a chance to find
Something that can bring a peace of mind
Is there a place where you can go?
A little something you should know to turn the tide to your favor?
Chorus:
Wait a little while to welcome what youre after
Give it the time to find its way to you
And soon as you no longer try, youll turn and find it standing by your side
Come and get it, when you let it, itll come to you
(instrumental break)
Chorus (with staring in your eyes)
When I run short on inspiration, I best recall what Ive known all along
n I remember sweet septembers song, there never really has to be
A cold and bitter wind in front of me anymore
Chorus (with staring in your eyes)
Just forget it and wait a little while, while, while
Wait a little while, everything will come to you in time
Wait a little while - everything will come to you in time
Wait a little while - every little things gonna come to you in time
Wait a little while - everything will come to you in time
Wait a little while - everything will come to you in time
Wait a little while
song performed by by Kenny Loggins
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