Calamities?
Calamities?
Yes.
Fried without the shells.
Leave the bellies,
And bring lots of tartar!
Also a dip for the chips, please!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Chicken & chips
Chicken & chips
Often brought by fast food addicts
Who love the finger licking taste
Fried fatty food
Unhealthy but cheap
Eaten for hunger's sake
Shop owners
Laughing all the way to the bank
At the expense
Of junk food loving customers
Who just want to fill their belly
With a cheap box of fried chicken & chips.
poem by Sinclair Azubuike
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Suicide In The Village
Ah the drum sound,
The owl takes to flight.
Far away from civilization,
The deadly cult sound.
Bring to me the laborers tool,
Brig to me the drunkard's bottle.
Let appease the wrath of the gods,
No abomination has been cause.
There lies the disgraceful child,
From the womb of a holy mother.
Butchered to pieces in his own greed,
Lifeless leaflet, bring to me the drunkards bottle
Let appease the gods,
Distasteful wind of the night,
Send our plight to the gods,
Hence no calamities shall befall.
Bring to me the drunkards bottle,
Oh asaase efua.
Let not our feet be soiled,
From the fury of your wrath.
Bring to me the drunkards bottle,
Oh otwediapon nyame
Hear our pitiful soul cry out,
Let not your wrath, thunder us to death.
Ah, I say bring to me the drunkards bottle,
Oh, hmm bring to me the laborers tool.
This night has been defiled,
Let not our calamities see daylight.
poem by Samuel Donkor
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Sad For Me
Please miss fried
He dont mean to be mean
He just needs to leave
He hopes he does not
Cause you inconvenience
Why cant you see?
He says, please dont be sad for me
Oh miss fried
Please believe youre his queen
He must fight for his dreams
Lovely miss fried
He will too miss you
He just needs to be free
He says, if I should ever cause you to
Bleed... dont pretend to be naive
Dont take him wrong, let him be
Sometimes he feels like he ought to be alone
He says, please dont be sad for me
song performed by by Gwen Stefani
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Too Much To Lose
Pardon me if Im leaving in a hurry
Cant you see
Theres too much to loose for me to stay around
Ive plaid your game obeyed your rules
The best that I know how
Gonna get out while the game dont get me down
Its been a long long day and now its gone gone
I wont see you again before dawn
Theres too much to loose for me to stay around
So Ill just cash in the chips and leave this town
Pardon me if I dont turn back or even say goodbye
I surely have enjoyed your cup of tea
Got no more time to gamble on a thing that aint too sure
And the dust-cloud on the edge on town is me
If you ever feel that you should want to get in touch somehow
Forget it - thats all in yesterday.
Forgiving is to lovers as trusting is to fools
And of losing there is nothing I can say
Its been a long long day and now its gone gone
I wont see you again before dawn
Theres too much to loose for me to stay around
So Ill just cash in the chips and leave this town
Its been a long long day and now its gone gone
I wont see you again before dawn
Theres too much to loose for me to stay around
So Ill just cash in the chips and leave this town
Well Ill just cash in the chips and leave this town
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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The Catholic church does, for some people, leave lots of scars. And I have to say I didn't come out smiling from my Catholic childhood. I had lots of problems, you know, lots of hang-ups. But you get over it and get on with life. Whatever was good, take that with you. Whatever was bad, get over it, get it out of your head, leave it behind. And that's what I think I did. I don't go to church very much any more, you know.
quote by Dolores O'Riordan
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Ten Pound Note
I was five when mam left us
But before she passed away
She gave me a ten pound note
For a coat on a rainy day
But there was no coat which could last
The rainy days I had to bear
So I lent my money to my brother
Who looked after me with care
My brother spent the money
Everywhere we went
On things I didn’t care about
Like camping in a tent
On bandages and soap
And fishing in the river
And chips when we were hungry
To warm a bellies shiver
He seemed to spend lots of money
I wanted my money back
I decided ten years later
For I never bought that mac
Brother where’s my money now
I loaned you long ago
For years you’ve spent it carelessly
But I still love you though
He was sad as he looked at me
Then he began to say
I promised mam not to leave you
Until your rainy day
Its time to buy that coat now
I’m leaving you today
You’ve grown to be a fine young man
But I must sail away
Your note has never left me
Its folded in my pocket
It sits so very tightly
In our mams silver locket
Its your turn to keep it now
Your note has kept us near
Goodbye my little brother
Let me wipe away your tear.
Don’t Wanna Live Forever
I don’t wanna live forever
Even if I could
I eat chocolate every day
As any chocolate lover would
I love my chips and salsa
Of course tomatoes are healthy
Along with all the other veggies
Salsa’s not just for the wealthy
Fried foods – oh, bring ‘em on
Greasy chicken with a crunch
My salad dressing soaks up salads
But there are veggies by the bunch
Okay, so maybe my diet is not
The best of life’s endeavors
But you know what, my friend?
I don’t wanna live forever!
poem by Marilyn Lott
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041511P help your body
an eggplant covers my plate
fried with eggs, onions, garlic
could be omelette's from east
pack with fibers; good for me
with red chili pepper; little hot
i would be drinking water lots
i never forget to have cup of rice
could be a filler in my stomach
was told too much carbohydrates
but i do lots of physical events
tomorrow would be walking golf
yes exercise does body good
poem by Manonton Dalan
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The calamities
The calamities
Calamities are the beasts of prey,
They hide couching along the route of life,
And pounce on the each passerby,
When he enters into their hunting range,
Who knows who becomes the victim,
And where they prey upon him,
With the nailed paws and tearing jaws.
poem by Shahida Latif
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Humanity
Everytime I walk down the street
I see lots of idiocy
Lots of hypocrites
Lots of ignorance
Lots of people polluting the street
With lots of litter
When I talk to people
They bring up facebook and twitter
I'm like 'Can you talk about something else? '
This is all people talk about these days
All I hear is celebrity gossip and drama
No one knows how to have fun
Everyone's forgotten how to have fun
I hate society
I hate most people
I wish the human race was extinct
I wish the world would just end
Bring Your Lovin' Back Here
Say you're the dreamer
And come dream on
Say you believe her
And believe in me
So bring your lovin' back here
Bring your lovin' back here
Bring your lovin' back here
Bring your lovin' back here
I can't deceive ya
Won't you be with me
I didn't leave ya
It's you leaving me
'Cause you're not sure
With all your wealth
I wanna see you again
So bring your lovin' back here
Bring your lovin' back here
Bring your lovin' back here
Bring your lovin' back here
I wanna take you out tonight
Punches would be rolling
Blood it would be flowing
I can't fight
You're bound to put one in my eye
But this is not about you
This is about me
So bring your lovin' back here
Bring your lovin' back here
Bring your lovin' back here
Bring your lovin' back here
Please don't leave me alone again
(Don't leave me alone again)
Please don't leave me alone again
(Don't leave me alone again)
Please don't leave me alone again
I just wanna lie low
I just wanna lie low
I just wanna lie low
song performed by by Gomez
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The Yak
As a friend to the children commend me the Yak.
You will find it exactly the thing:
It will carry and fetch, you can ride on its back,
Or lead it about with a string.
The Tartar who dwells on the plains of Thibet
(A desolate region of snow)
Has for centuries made it a nursery pet.
And surely the Tartar should know!
Then tell your papa where the Yak can be got,
And if he is awfully rich
He will buy you the creature - or else he will not.
(I cannot be positive which.)
poem by Hilaire Belloc
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Fat Status
Bring your fat status,
And sit it right here.
Let me say something to you,
And make it quite clear.
Your greasy rump bumping days are gone.
Along with your meat squeezed into latex.
The attractiveness of it has been overrated,
And too prolonged with a diet that is all wrong.
You are not alone...
With your munching on chops and chips!
You will lose a lot of it.
Especially with those jelly rolls,
Around your thighs and hips!
You are going to learn to exercise.
Every inch of your body.
Excluding your tongue and lips!
You see that refrigerator?
Padlocked and sealed.
I've cleared the cupboards clean of snacks.
No more sneaking at midnight...
To hear the creaking of cracks,
Of your poundage on the wooden floors.
You will...
From this day foreward,
Do something besides sleep, complain and eat.
We've got to budget.
And your gluttony will be addressed.
To cut our expenses,
Before we are thrown out into the streets.
No more buttered muffins,
With fried chicken wings.
To bring to bed as treats.
Or boxes of chocolates to nibble...
As you and I watch TV!
Then one day...
Maybe we can remove it from the ceiling.
And you will be able to view it...
Without all that excess,
Between your head and feet!
'Why are you so vicious? '
Vicious?
I'm trying to save myself,
From being crushed to death!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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ode to an EGG
A fried egg means many things to me
A boiled egg does not entice me quite as much
An omelette with some onion and some cheese
Speaks love made with a 'masters touch'
The fried egg is full of grease and sleaze
And it never comes alone
Though it arrives in a white holy frock
It won't leave your arteries alone
It arrives in the morning on a piece of toast
A bit like a prayer, but without the 'holy ghost'
In the evening it sits heavy on a plate of chips and peas
And though it means well
It clogs your pipes sends them all to hell!
The Egg is in short quite diffident at times
Hiding behind two slices of bread
At other times it shines sublime
As 'eggs benedicte it is quite refined'
Taken with 'high tea' and people in high places
Sometimes it breaks down
Scrambles in dispair leaving by the back entrance unaware
After 'recovery' it returns watery poached and bare
Slipping away without a care
' Give us this day our daily egg '
Was once our prayer
Then the media denouced too much of it a 'health scare'
And so it fell into remission
Not just because of bad emissions
Though of late this serves as a warning
Between bad gas and global warming
So the egg has fallen out of favour
Fallen out of lunch boxes
That stunk a coach for hours
Rotted in the back of fridges
Splat on politicans wishes
overpowered the scent of flowers
And though the love affair is over
After days and months and hours
Of gross excess
I must confess
The fried EGG still tastes the best!
myrtle egg white aka
yvette smith
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poem by Yvette Smith
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Dont Quote Me On That
Its all eggs bacon beans and a fried slice.
Did you see the one, yeah yeah,
The one they wrote in the paper just the other day,
Well, well would you believe it,
Well what I said, they took it all the wrong way.
Now youve gotta be careful, bout what you say,
Cos theyve got a bad habit
Were you reading in between the lines?
Or is that what I said? , now I just cant remember
They seem to have a very good memory though
But as far as Im concerned, as as far as Im concerned
You don;t have to be black white, chinese or anything really
Just enjoy, shut up, listen and dance...
Its all eggs bacon beans and a fried slice
Dont quote me on that, dont quote me on that
Dont quote me on that, please dont quote me
Dont quote me on that
Dont quote me on that
Hey hey, you know something, I said I liked that guy,
But thats not what I read in the paper
I dont have anything against them,
Its just eggs bacon and a fried slice
Dont quote me on that dont quote me on that
Dont quote me on that please dont quote me
Dont quoe me on that
Dont quote me on that.
You know, now we get worried about what we say
We shouldnt be that way
You know, I dont care who comes,
Cos as far as Im concerned,
Its, eggs bacon beans and a fried slice
Dont quote me on that
Dontr quote me on that
Please dont quote me
Mama mama, you know Im still friends with mickey
They say I shouldnt like him anymore, because Im all white,
Well hes allright by me
Dont quote me on that
Please dont quote me
Dont quote me on that
Dont quote me on that
Now what I do, I bring all my old friends along to see the show
And if you have the wrong ideas well,
Its all eggs bacon beans and a fried slice
Dont quote me on that oh no
(dont quote me on that)
Please dont quote me
(dont quote me on that)
I never said that
(dont quote me on that)
Thats not what I meant
(dont quote me on that)
Well I suppose you could take it that way
(dont quote me on that)
But thats not what I meant to say
(dont quote me on that)
Wont you give me another chance
(dont quote me on that)
Please please
Dont quote me on that....
Id like to say thank you to pete, peter tosh
And all the other people who come and they believe in us for the fun and the music
Cos all Ive got to say to you press now is
Its all bacon beans and a fried slice
Eggs bacon beans and a fried slive
Go to maggies caff
132 liverpool road
Just down the road, just round the corner
Only theres not much corner
Its just chairs and tables and theyve even got a space invaders machine...
A cup of tea, thats fine for me,
Cos its all eggs bacon beans and a fried slive
Are you sure you turned that tape recorder off?
Are you sure? ,
Are you sure?
song performed by by Madness
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See It to Leave It and Go
Evil felt and identified,
Is a blessing dispensed...
For those who recognize this,
To have nothing to do with it.
Evil chips away,
At one's common sense.
And wherever evil exists,
Do not accept or find this as common.
That is what those evil,
Choose to transmit and leave.
There is nothing pleasing about evil.
Nor should it be allowed to upset or tease.
See it to leave it and go!
With faith and prayer...
No one should reap,
What evil sows.
See it,
To leave.
Do not be teased by it.
And go!
See it to leave it and go.
That's it.
See it to leave it,
And go!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lots Of Times
Lots of times we laugh and joke
And make funny faces
And lots of time we write notes
Telling each other hello
Lots of times we hung out
And made up funny games
And lots of times we stood together
And defended our beliefs
Lots of times I think of you
And how you're my best friend
And lots of times I know
That that will never end.
Fish ‘n Chips - Food of Life
Oh how I crave for fish ‘n chips:
Our fine cuisine of world renown.
I dined on such a subtle dish
When QEII received her crown.
Oh how I need some fish ‘n chips;
I'll queue in pouring rain or snow!
What better way to warm my hands,
As soggy chips make fingers glow.
We Brits are famed for culinary finesse,
Like steak ‘n kidney pud no less;
Wondrous tripe; cottage pie;
Bangers and egg in lard to fry!
But fish ‘n chips - the crowning glory -
A dish to trounce the great kebab!
You think I care for chicken masala?
It's cod and chips that grow my flab.
Oh how I yearn for fish ‘n chips,
All poshly wrapped in the Daily Star,
Then caked and drowned in salt ‘n vinegar -
And stinking out my brand new car!
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
Food food food food food food food of life
Food food food food food food food of life
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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The Balloon Of The Mind
HANDS, do what you're bid:
Bring the balloon of the mind
That bellies and drags in the wind
Into its narrow shed.
poem by William Butler Yeats
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Leave
Nothing could be bring me closer.
Nothing could be bring me near.
Where is the road I follow?
Believing, leave.
Its under, under, under my feet.
The scene spread out there before me.
Better I go where the land touches sea.
There is my trust in what I believe.
Thats what keeps me,
Thats what keeps me,
Thats what keeps me down,
To leave it, believe it,
Leave it all behind.
Shifting the dream
Nothing could bring me further from my old friend time
Shifting the dream
Charging the scene
I know where I marked the signs
Suffer the dreams of a world gone mad
I like it like that and I know it
I know it well, ugly and sweet
A temper man who said believe in his dream.
Thats what keeps me
Thats what keeps me
Thats what keeps me down
I sent it on an airline plane
I sent it off in an airplane
That never left the ground.
Thats what keeps me,
Thats what keeps me,
Thats what keeps me down,
To leave it, believe it.
Leave it all behind.
Lift me, lift me,
I attain my dream.
I lost myself, I lost them.
Heartache calling me.
I lost myself in sorrow
I lost myself in pain.
I lost myself in gravity,
Memory, leave, leave.
Thats what keeps me,
Thats what keeps me,
Thats what keeps me down,
To leave it, believe it,
Leave it all behind.
Thats what keeps me,
Thats what keeps me,
Thats what keeps me down,
To leave it, believe it,
Leave it all behind.
Midnight hands, my eyes are still
I walk into the scene
Shoot myself in a different place
Leavin
Longed for this to take me,
Longed for my release
Waited for the coming
Leavin, leave.
Leave, leave.
Leavin, leavin
song performed by by REM
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