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I Dare Anyone To Say I Embellish

How do I know times have changed,
And say that with a confidence?
I can say I've seen homosexuals and lesbians...
Engaged in public sex,
While filming pornographic scenes...
In between advertising the marketing of KY Jelly,
With the boring to tears of some school kids...
Sitting in a park skipping school,
As they sit giggling enjoying the passing of crack.

As busy censors do their best...
Trying to discover who is using the 'N' word,
Inappropriately on TV as if this bothers blacks.
As they sit to listen to rap music,
That offends everyone.
And Snoop Dogg is an honored guest,
At Buckingham Palace dressed and high off weed.
These are the days we live.

And I dare anyone...
To say I embellish with exaggeration!
Or have said 'anything' that conflicts,
With the existence of standards valued...
As representing lofty and moralistic ideals.
Those days are gone along with the expressing of respect.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The School Days are near!

Same shrieking morning alarms,
Same morning fear!

The school days are near, The school days are near!

Sleeping in the bathroom,
From out, Mom shouts, '' DO YOU EVEN HEAR? ''

The school days are near, The school days are near!

So drowsy I am,
Confused, don't know what to wear!

The school days are near, The school days are near!

And entered into the school,
Murmuring silently, '' Oh dear! Oh dear! ''

The school days are near, the school days are near!

And if the first period is Maths,
Not again those equations linear! !

The school days are near, the school days are near!

A look at the load of books,
From the corner of my eye drops a tear!

The school days are near, the school days are near!

Gosh! When will vacations come?
We'll have to wait an year!

The school days are near, the school days are near!

Hoping when we go,
We'll find joy, sheer!

The school days are near, The school days are near! ! : D

poem by HudaM DeGratePoet
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I'll Keep It Old School

I'll keep it old school, cus that's what's cool
Like back when people would talk face to face
Not on facebook like a bunch of fools

I'll keep it old school like them days when
All the music on the radio was Great!
Not like today with iPod playlists full
Of Lil Wayne and Drake

I'll keep it old school like them good old days
When it was awesome to wear light up shoes
And cargo shorts or ripped up pants
Not like these loser punks nowadays with
Skinny jeans and vans

I'll keep it old school like when parents taught
Their kids how to respect
Not like kids nowadays feeding their brains with
Foul things, what to expect,
Times have changed!

poem by Angel Izquierdo
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The Last Day Of School

At last the big day has come
Happy times for most but sad days for some
A big new adventure awaits in September
My girl is hoping to be a school choir member
Fond memories fill the childrens heads
Parents write about it in discussion forum threads
School T-shirts emblazoned with the names of good mates
Walking, running, skipping through the school gates
Six weeks off, I think I'll tear out my hair
What to do in that time with them causes stress and despair
Teachers say their goodbyes and prepare for next year
Imparting wisdom and guidance without any fear
The last day has more meaning for those moving school
From infants to juniors to high - wow thats so cool
Some say school days are the best of your life
But now my best are every one spent with my good lady wife

poem by Richard Sockett
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Poem: 'Self-Abandonment

- 9. May.2006 -

The kids at school were mean to her
They called her nasty names
The kids at school abandoned her
Left her out of all their games
The kids at school hurt her badly
With each word that cruelly spoke
The kids at school were so unloving
As they slowly stole her hope
The kids at school were never kind
They put her through unspeakable hell
The kids at school gave up on her
So she gave up on herself…

poem by Rachel Ann Clark
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Do You Miss Those Days At School?

Oh, my school days were my
fun days
Last bench chatting
Under bench munching
Naughty pranks
silly fights
and the never ending talks

Great friends
childish trends
canteen junks
B'day treats
Those were the moments of my life!

Those yawned teachers
Their boring lectures
Those out stood classes
Lab gadgets,
Games periods
Oh, my school days were my
fun days.

Fake diseases
Easy way to bunk classes
Leave note written by friends
It was a big trend
and easy to pretend!

Books
resting in the dust
Teachers
Roaming like ghosts
and we enjoying our
Best!

Those days are like the
River that never bends
Wind that never faints and
Road that never ends..
Those days i enjoyed the value of
friendships
like a pond
glazing unblinkingly at the
blue sky

Today when i think of that days
I smile within my heart
and
I wish i would have never grown older
those funny memories are my companion
When days are long and tiring
my school days were my fun days!

Our school days are our
FUN DAYS
Those days are not to
FORGET
nor to
REGRET
To be a child forever
is every human's intent!

poem by Ananda Gopan
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School and teachers

You go to school
everyday
just to be told
you can't do it that way

you have to do it my way
it is in the rules
and you think
school isn't cool

teachers think they're all that
and that they can control us
but sometimes I wish my teachers
would get hit by a bus

I know that sounds mean
but I haven't even said
that school everyday
I always dread

It feels like a prison
with no escape
why oh why
am I bound to this fate?

Of course we have to go to school
we have to all week
but couldn't school be more fun
instead of really starting to reek!

But we have to go through it
all 12 grades
and we have to go to college
what a bad day!

The days drag on
they never end
until the bells rings
and I run as fast as I can

It's almost christmas break
and I can't wait
because more days at school
I just can't take.

School sucks
and I think it is bad
and even though we are tortured
it isn't all bad

I guess what i'm trying to say is
school can sometimes be good
and you learn stuff
and that's is sorta good

so school is boring
and is not really fun
but we will get through it
and then for joy we will jump

poem by Shelbie Bozeman
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Ignorance Has Died

Why are they so gloomy?
Sitting and dressed as if for mourning?

'They have been there for a few days,
Sitting in a vigil.
Praying over the demise of ignorance.'

LOL...
You can not be serious.
Why don't you tell them,
Ignorance has yet to pass.

'Are you kidding?
Do you realize how long it took me,
To devise some kind of a plan...
That would keep them quiet.'

So how long you think they will sit like that?

'I don't know.
I paid some kids a few dollars,
If for two weeks they would walk up and down the streets...
Carrying school books and talking loudly,
About their Math and English classes.
I'm on a roll,
So I'm pulling out all stops to see what happens next.'

But it is still Summer.
All the kids are on vacation.

'When I told those children sitting in that room,
That 'ignorance' has died.
I was joking.
I thought they knew it was a joke.
They have been sitting like that for at least two days.'

And that's why you pay the other kids?

'Yeah.
Do you know how much I've spent on cellphones,
Video games, iPods and 3-D Tv's?
To get those kids nagging off my back.
And all I had to say...
Was 'ignorance' has died? '

I don't believe it!

'You?
I've been trying to find something totally ridiculous to say,
To get them to clean up their rooms.
I'm glad I don't drink or smoke crack.
I don't believe it either.
But you are my witness.'

And all you said was 'ignorance' has died?

'I swear to you.'

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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All Dressed Up For School

Doot doot doot-doot doot
Doot doot doot-doot doot
Doot doot doot-doot doot
Doot doot doot-doot doot
Well she first caught my eye a runnin' round in shorts
But she never bothered with her hair
Just a barefooted chick with all skinned up knees
Yeah she didn't care what she'd wear
(All dressed up for school)
Dressed up for school, ooo what a turn on
Dressed up for school, ooo what a turn on
Dressed up for school, ooo what a turn on
All dressed up for school
All summer long she had a crush on me
But I just couldn't care at all
But new to school threads really did it for me
Yeah she's turned into a doll
(All dressed up for school)
Dressed up for school, ooo what a turn on
Dressed up for school, ooo what a turn on
Dressed up for school, ooo what a turn on
All dressed up for school
Weah
Goes out every night 'cause she's a sharp little doll
And the guys can't leave her alone
Now she hardly finds the time to talk to me
She's not the little girl I've always known
(All dressed up for school)
Dressed up for school, ooo what a turn on
Dressed up for school, ooo what a turn on
Dressed up for school, ooo what a turn on
All dressed up for school
Doot doot doot-doot doot
Doot doot doot-doot doot
Doot doot doot-doot doot
Doot doot doot-doot doot

song performed by by Beach Boys
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Evergreen School Days........

Our evergreen school days
will not come back again
From the nursery to high school
we learnt the best
and the best that taught by our teachers
Our school life was full of cheers
and lived with full of mischievous
but the discipline was maintained well
We sang and danced without
thinking of our future.
We spent money without earned them
When the school start after the vacation
we meet our friends happily and
welcomed new friends dearly
We played all the games and we won
many games with out care of sun or rain
Many years have been gone
today we live different parts of the world
but the memories of our school days
will live in our hearts as ever green days.

poem by Ravi Sathasivam
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Before The Making of a Dollar

Standards valued today,
And what they 'should' be...
Have definitely changed,
From what those same values...
Applied yesterday.
Had been and use to be.

And in 'those' days...
A having of dignity and pride,
Was shown and not denied.
And depending on who you are...
A pride taken in oneself,
Will be labelled conceit and arrogance.
Again...
This depends one how one is depicted.
And 'what' one represents.

To emphasis those values...
Only when they seem to be demeaned,
By a targeted class of people hip hopping on the scene...
Society chooses to belittle and disrespect.
With a media microscoping to defame and diminish.

However...
Those same values are not kept,
When addressing those who believe they are above others...
When marketing their disgrace,
To advertise high on billboards, movies...
And other 'money grabbing' ways up in everyone's face.

Standards valued today,
And what they 'should' be...
Have definitely changed,
From what those same values...
Applied yesterday.
Had been and use to be.
Before the making of a dollar,
Replaced the making of quality human beings.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Virgin

Virgin Mary
Is my first love
Epitome of innocence

I used to see her
In the Temple
Of my school
And pray
To be
As innocent
As her pictures
At my school

School of Innocence
School of Grace
School of Sacrifice
Is my School

And I miss the days
That were the days
That were the days!

poem by Eman Elbadawi
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Glory Days

I had a friend was a big baseball player
Back in high school
He could throw that speedball by you
Make you look like a fool boy
Saw him the other night at this roadside bar
I was walking in, he was walking out
We went back inside sat down had a few drinks
But all he kept talking about was
Chorus:
Glory days well they'll pass you by
Glory days in the wink of a young girl's eye
Glory days, glory days
Well there's a girl that lives up the block
Back in school she could turn all the boy's heads
Sometimes on a friday i'll stop by
And have a few drinks after she put her kids to bed
Her and her husband bobby well they split up
I guess it's two years gone by now
We just sit around talking about the old times,
She says when she feels like crying
She starts laughing thinking about
Chorus
My old man worked 20 years on the line
And they let him go
Now everywhere he goes out looking for work
They just tell him that he's too old
I was 9 nine years old and he was working at the
Metuchen ford plant assembly line
Now he just sits on a stool down at the legion hall
But i can tell what's on his mind
Glory days yeah goin back
Glory days aw he ain't never had
Glory days, glory days
Now i think i'm going down to the well tonight
And i'm going to drink till i get my fill
And i hope when i get old i don't sit around thinking about it
But i probably will
Yeah, just sitting back trying to recapture
A little of the glory of, well time slips away
And leaves you with nothing mister but
Boring stories of glory days
Chorus (repeat twice)
Assorted all rights, oh yeahs, come on nows, hoots, etc til fade

song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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High School Days Of Haze

High school days of haze

Awakened in a twilight zone
Of a mindset of self-doubt
And indulgence.
Where each day fathoms
a pretentious existence
Of what is real doesn't matter
And what matter isn't real

High school days of haze

Strapped in a wrist
Is scared secrecy
Of a friendship bracelet
Plastered in the mimicry
Of Smiley faces
That will cut you,
In words and rumors

High school days of haze

Will birth a bully
Out of tombstone
And give rise to young dolts
Of cowardly endeavors;
that collects a heterogeneous mix
as in a fine filter of friends
From foes

High school days of haze

Where originality is a desire
Sough, but rarely obtained
the indifferent have
Found their difference
In a society of poise
The awkwardly corky
Grim in their authenticity
cultivates success
With hard work and creativity

High school days of haze

Where half dreaming
Become half wakefulness
So better smell the roses
For the throne have spikes
and the dartboard is you.

poem by Gebrela Ganao
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So what if I'm smokin' weed onstage and doing what I gotta do? It's not me shooting nobody, stabbing nobody, killing nobody. It's a peaceful gesture and they have to respect that and appreciate that.

quote by Snoop Dogg
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What Did You Learn At School Today?

1
What do kids learn
say on the first day at school?
...just some light-hearted verse follows...

2
See it's Tim’s first day
at high school;
see dad’s come to pick up Tim
See all the kids are coming out of school
And you can see Tim too
Do you see Tim?
He is walking
and Dad waves to him
and Tim gets in the car

and Dad says:
“Hi Tim…Did you enjoy school? ”

“Yes, ” says Tim, looking serious

“And what did you learn, Tim
on your first day at high school? ”

“I learned, ” says little Tim
“that all my friends get more pocket money
than I do! ”

poem by Raj Arumugam
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School Is Not The Life For Me

school is boring
school cant get us anywhere
school is a waste of time
school is so rubbish
school is not fair
school is not the right education
school is a bore
school is so lame
schhol is such a waste
school is where teachers belong
school is where there is so much hate

poem by Michelle Louise Commons
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School Is Not So Cool

School, School, School,
A school is not so cool
We're here 5 days a week
8 hours a day.
School, School, School,
A school is not so cool.
People laugh when we fall
we just have to make a call.
School, School, School
A school is not so cool.
We have to work hard to get good grades
I'm not going to do it no more
I do it everyday.
We cant go on the grass
We cant bother another class
We cant save spots at lunch
We have to go as a bunch.
We have 3 minutes in the hall
I'm always late what a ball.
We have to pay attention
if not we get detention.
School, School, School,
A school is not so cool.
They have to many rules
they play us as fools
if we get A's
the parents jump Hip Hip Hooray.
If we get F's
we tell them we need to take a rest.
We always have homework
we never have classwork
they have to many rules
they need to take it cool.
School, School, School,
A school is so not cool!

poem by Chantel Braatz
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Ansar Ud Deen

school of knolegde
school of polish
school of poise
school of virtues
school of angels
school by GOD
school by ALLAH
school of memories
school located in badagry
school that breeds legends
school that breeds presidents
school that breeds elite leaders
school that trades knowledge, power, education, future leaders
school i will attend even in my postmortem
school of no critism
school of the blacks
school of africa
my school
ansar ud deen
ansar ud deen
ansar ud deen
ansar ud deen

poem by Umoh Cyril
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A School Is So Not Cool

School Is Not So Cool

School, School, School,
A school is not cool
We're here 5 days a week
8 hours a day.
School, School, School,
A school is not cool.
People laugh when we fall
we just have to make a call.
School, School, School
A school is not cool.
We have to work hard to get good grades
I'm not going to do it no more
I do it every day.
We can’t go on the grass
We can’t bother another class
We can’t save spots at lunch
We have to go as a bunch.
We have 3 minutes in the hall
I'm always late what a ball.
We have to pay attention
if not we get detention.
School, School, School,
A school is not cool.
They have too many rules
they play us as fools
if we get A's
the parents jump Hip Hip Hooray.
If we get F's
we tell them we need to take a rest.
We always have homework
we never have class work
they have to many rules
they need to take it cool.
School, School, School,
A school is so not cool!

poem by Fahed Sharaf
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My School Days

Now-a-days where is that cheer,
unless i call up friends to have a beer,
Just like mist gone we are apart in many ways,
But where are my School days.

Now-a-days where is that enthusiasm,
for i bump into people with only sarcasm,
we sail world over on a ship,
unsuccessful even to strike a good friendship,
We have indeed drifted in many ways,
But where are my School days.

Now-a-days where is that laughter,
I hear just laughs to flatter,
true friends were those who where just there,
to say 'Hey we really care'
Scattered are we in many ways,
But where are my School days.

We are born with faces,
and now with a 'book',
we are now connected in many ways,
Where i come to cherish my School days.

poem by Deepak Calyampoondi
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