Getting Over Bumps And Humps
Getting over bumps and humps...
Is not easy.
Taking a leap that's jumped...
With a wish pushed done by winds.
Getting over bumps and humps...
Is not easy.
For the one who seeks to see,
All their needs pleased.
Getting over bumps and humps...
Is not easy.
Taking a leap that's jumped...
With a wish pushed done by winds.
Getting over bumps and humps...
Is not easy.
For the one who seeks to see,
All their needs pleased.
It pays to face mistakes,
When getting over bumps and humps.
With a faith that's dedicated.
Getting over bumps and humps...
One should never turn away,
Hoping troubles fade.
No!
Getting over bumps and humps...
Is not easy.
Taking a leap that's jumped...
With a wish pushed done by winds.
Getting over bumps and humps...
Is not easy.
For the one who seeks to see,
All their needs pleased.
With a faith that's dedicated.
One can rid their junk.
Knowing it's not there to stay.
Getting over bumps and humps...
Is not easy.
For the one who seeks to see,
All their needs pleased.
It pays to face mistakes,
When getting over bumps and humps.
With a faith that's dedicated.
Getting over bumps and humps...
One should not turn away,
Hoping troubles fade.
No!
Getting over bumps and humps...
One should never turn away,
Hoping troubles fade.
No!
Getting over bumps and humps...
One should never turn away,
Hoping troubles fade.
No!
Getting over bumps and humps.
Getting over them to dump!
Getting over bumps and humps.
Get rid of all that junk.
Get rid of all that junk!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Their every instinct - and I have to say this is without exception - is to iron out the bumps, and It's always the bumps that are the most interesting stuff.
quote by Adrian Lyne
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No More 'Scha-nookie Dookie' Made
You say you married a skunk.
And I feel more like a monk on a donkey.
All I get to hear is junk.
With lots of lumps on me you dump.
You say you married a skunk.
And I feel more like a monk on a donkey.
No more quick done rabbit humps.
With less hops from a bed that jumped.
I hear our neighbors say,
How I treat you nasty everyday.
That's your way of mutilation.
I hear our neighbors say,
What I do and how I spend my pay.
You've been putting our business in their way.
And you will pay for that one day.
Your humiliation has decayed.
And your wicked stubbornness is sick.
No matter who you get to defend your...
Schanookie dookie that you make.
You say you married a skunk.
And I feel more like a monk on a donkey.
All I get to hear is junk.
With lots of lumps on me you dump.
You say you married a skunk.
And I feel more like a monk on a donkey.
No more quick done rabbit humps.
With less hops from a bed that jumped.
And no more 'scha-nookie dookie' made.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Life Is Not a Ride That Glides
Ceasing feasting that increased,
A decreasing of most things...
Meant to many giving up false bling!
And showy shining flashing flings.
Lucky people who've striked out,
From a crowning top that slipped to drop...
Have come to a screeching stop.
With designer boots now knocking rocks.
But life is not a ride that glides.
And those that recognize this,
Have not gone into tantrums.
Or thrown fits.
Life is not a ride that slides into a glide.
Some rumps fall onto bumps that stump.
With a struggle not for chumps,
That disguises getting over humps.
Lucky people who've striked out,
From a crowning top that slipped to drop...
Have come to a screeching stop.
With designer boots now knocking rocks.
Ceasing feasting that increased,
A decreasing of most things...
Meant to many giving up false bling!
And showy shining flashing flings.
But life is not a ride that glides.
And those that recognize this,
Have not gone into tantrums.
Or thrown fits.
No life is not a ride that slides into a glide.
Some rumps fall onto bumps that stump.
With a struggle not for chumps,
That disguises getting over humps.
Life is not a ride that slides into a glide.
Some rumps hit a bump that stumps...
And many get up and out of those dumps!
Life is not a ride that slides into a glide.
Some rumps hit a bump that stumps...
And many get up and out of those dumps!
Life is not a ride that slides into a glide.
Some rumps hit a bump that stumps...
And many get up and out of those dumps!
Life is not a ride that glides from side to side.
Some rumps hit a bump that stumps...
And many get up and out of those dumps!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Rhonda's Day at the Park
Rhonda Wright where have you been today?
I've been at the Community Park to play
What did you and your friends do to have fun?
I hit the baseball into the lake and made a home run
I pushed Billy on the swing; he fell on the ground
He lay there limply for awhile without a sound
Then finally he moaned and took a deep breath.
He brushed himself off, then ran away and wept.
The slide was very tall and had many humps
I sat on waxed paper and bounced the bumps
I slid so fast that I could not stop and crashed
Striking startled Sally as she gallantly dashed
We had a lunch of hot dogs and potato salad.
As we grilled more dogs and sang a country ballad
it started to rain, so we went to the pavilion
Many ants joined our lunch; I counted a million…
It was very enjoyable, and I want to do it again
For some reason my friends did nothing but complain
I do not understand why they all wanted to go home
They must be suffering from a negative syndrome.
poem by Theresa Ann Moore
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Car Dog
Cause shes a cardog, sleepin on the hump
Even through speed bumps, shes a cardog
She watches discovery channel, she chews her paw
Pissed off she cant go to the beach, cause its against the law
Cause shes a cardog, sleepin on the hump
Even through speed bumps, shes a cardog
Cause shes a cardog, sleepin on the hump
And even through speed bumps
Cardog, sleepin on the lawn
Screaming when she yawns
Shes a cardog
song performed by by Goldfinger
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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When a slave mounts a camel he wants to ride on both humps.
Matador staggers
The rider hits the roof, cries-
Round humps on road quiet...
quote by by Mamta Agarwal
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A camel does not tease another camel about his humps.
I was silent as a child, and silenced as a young woman; I am taking my lumps and bumps for being a big mouth, now, but usually from those whose opinion I don't respect.
quote by Sandra Cisneros
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A View of the Zoo
I think I'll stick my neck out, decided the Giraffe,
But if I do than everyone will surely start to laugh,
It really is no picnic up here at these heady heights,
It can get extremely windy and very cold most nights.
I shall do lots of walking and stalking, the Lion said,
There are many things I'm fond of so I must gently tread,
I am quite a slinky fellow, who knows his way about,
And I think with my persona, I carry lots of clout.
I'm a Rhino Sir, I'll decide who I will charge today,
And if I start to face you, you had better run away
For with this great big horn that is positioned on my face,
I could send you jetting off to virtually any place.
Consider me a snappy chappy, said the Crocodile,
I really am quite wonderful, when you behold my smile,
I'm very good at camouflage, you wouldn't know I'm there,
I'd creep up on you silently. Ignore me if you dare.
I 'm positively jumpy said a chatty kangaroo,
It's very hard to settle in a slightly crowded zoo
The way I bounce I'm actually, in need of lots of space,
So I'll leap over this old fence, and find another base.
Hi, I'm a hefty Hippo, I'm a happy sort of bloke
I wallow in the river and enjoy a real good soak,
The muddier the better, it's marvellous for my skin,
I advance out of the water, as clean as a new pin.
People stare cos I'm a Panda, I'm very rare you know,
Parts of me are black as jet, and the others white as snow,
I've come all the way from China, my diet is bamboo,
I'm a very furtive creature, my private life's taboo.
Hello, I'm a carefree Camel, today I've got the humps,
I'm worried, as I'm not sure whether they are lumps or bumps,
I'm a traveller from the desert, land of sun and sand,
I can carry you vast distances, all at your command.
Now all of us would like you please, to come along and see,
That we are settled happily, in our captivity,
Our apartments they are spacious and very well designed,
And we are never hungry, and all the trained staff are kind.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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The peace always bumps into the same war.
aphorism by Hasier Agirre, translated by Dan Costinaş
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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The buzz is still with me. I get goose bumps.
quote by David Beckham
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Lament For Tall People (Fun Poem 11)
The world is filled with short people,
who forget there are tall people like me.
For when they build a door of six foot,
they forget all about the poor old persons,
who are only a short six foot three.
To get in and out I have to duck,
or get a lump on my forehead,
seeing stars in the process,
while I am picking myself off the floor.
It is either that or its down on my hands and knees,
to crawl in and out the door.
Oh, now that may sound funny I agree.
However, it is not so funny if you are a short tall person like me.
So to all those short builder out there,
remember when you measure seven foot,
that your tape measure is not a foot off the floor.
I went to a fortune teller,
to have the bumps on my head read.
She said, “Avoid low doors,
as there are too many bumps there to be read.”
So all you short builders take note of what I said.
Raise the top of the door,
so I can stop bumping my head.
poem by David Harris
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The Bling Side
They want to see,
That bling side for them to begin.
With a start for them that has no end.
And hoping their lives,
Will sparkle bright.
With a sheen seen...
From outer space at night.
They hope that bling side to blister and glow.
From angles that exposes,
Their studded gold teeth glimmering...
In a bold gold that shows.
That want that bling side to begin...
With goose bumps too,
That never end.
With expensive sneakers costng fortunes.
To brag likes fools...
Like selfish spoiled children do!
To then dress as fools.
Act rude with a crudeness.
With a flaunting of lewd attitudes.
That want that bling side to begin...
With goose bumps too.
To then dress as fools.
Act rude with a crudeness.
With a flaunting of lewd attitudes.
And killing any sense that may be left within them.
They want to see,
That bling side for them to begin.
With a start for them that has no end.
And hoping their lives,
Will sparkle bright.
With a sheen seen...
From outer space at night.
They want that bling side to begin...
With goose bumps too.
To then dress as fools.
Act rude with a crudeness.
With a flaunting of lewd attitudes.
And killing any sense that may be left within them.
To live,
Or not to have...
A future.
One that has firm roots.
And not be foolish losers.
To live,
Or not to have...
A future.
One that has firm roots.
And not be foolish losers.
They want that bling,
To live!
They want that bling,
To live!
They want that bling,
To live!
To be just foolish losers.
They want that bling,
To live!
They want that bling,
To live!
They want that bling,
To live!
To be just foolish losers.
The bling side,
To live!
The bling side,
To live!
The bling side,
To live!
To be just foolish losers.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You know, it's always good to have seen a track before, just to kind of know where the little bumps are here and there, and just the general feel for the size.
quote by Danica Patrick
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Booties Bruised
Empty dipped.
And freed...
Are the recovered pleaders!
Losing balancing acts and ripped,
From the 'Big Top'...
Of their beloved circus.
And the screaming is heard,
From miles around.
With a final bump...
That thumps their rumps!
Booties bruised are the bummed out ones!
But nothing stops them,
From mending their lumps.
And jumping over their humps!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Anyway, so what he did was, he spread sheets for 100 yards and underneath them he'd put things so there were bumps and different levels and on top he'd put little bushes and if you didn't look to close, it looked like snow!
quote by Rod Steiger
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Unbelieving How It Comes To Be Confessed
Romance is not inherited.
And rarely does it arrive,
Without baggage disguised.
To slowly reveal,
What's inside!
Much like the cleansing of a windshield.
After a long bumpy ride driven and despised.
That overshadows any chemistry wished.
And the 'trip' has diminished it to nonexisting.
Romance is not inherited.
However...
There is something about it,
When it makes surprising visits.
Unplanned and totally unexpected.
As it bumps into the one unimpressed by it,
At first when it hits.
Then overnight the thought of it missed,
Is addressed.
Romance is not inherited.
And rarely does it arrive,
Without baggage disguised.
However...
There is something about it,
When it makes surprising visits.
Unplanned and totally unexpected.
As it bumps into the one unimpressed by it,
At first when it hits.
Then overnight the thought of it missed,
Is addressed.
Unbelieving how it comes to be confessed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Obstacles And Opportunities
On our journey through our lives,
we come across bumps in the road.
Some are obstacles,
which we must fight against,
while others are opportunities
in which we must firmly grasp.
Some may be small,
and some may be large.
No matter what the size may be,
we have to recognise just what they are,
and act appropriately.
poem by David Harris
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