I Know 'She' Nosy
I know 'she' nosy.
She know she nosy too.
I know 'she' nosy.
She know she nosy too.
All up in my biz'ness...
Like its hers
And she aint got 'that' wit me.
Oh no...
No-no.
Everytime I see her,
She wanna stop...
To give me her 3rd degree.
She believes I'm hers,
'Cuz I was once...
And wanted to be.
But-that-was-then,
And now no time I keep...
Being under her lock
And keyed.
'Cuz I 'be' free!
I know 'she' nosy.
She know she nosy too.
I know 'she' nosy.
She know she nosy too.
She believes I'm hers,
'Cuz I was once...
And wanted to be.
But-that-was-then,
And now no time I keep...
Being under her lock
And keyed.
'Cuz I 'be' free!
Yeah yeah yeah.
Everytime I see her,
She wanna stop...
To give me her 3rd degree.
Oh no!
Don't want that no mo'.
All up in my biz'ness...
Like its hers
And she aint got 'that' wit me.
Oh no...
No-no.
No mo'.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hi
Nosy ass!
I tried to surprise you.
But nothing I do,
Gets by you.
What do you have...
Radar too?
Do I carry a 'scent' you sniff?
Whenever I'm near...
Close or present?
And where were you anyway...
When I thought I was sneaking through?
Hiding somewhere,
To see what I would do?
Hi...
Nosy ass!
Here's your gift!
The one you selected.
The one I said I would not get!
Well...
Here it is!
You are worse than the kids!
I'm glad we are still together though.
And another year God has blessed us
To see pass!
Give me a kiss!
Nosy ass.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Short Term Gossip And The Gossip Hounds
Are people really so bored
with their own lives
especially in small rural towns
that other people's lives
must become common
run away gossip oh so much
more interesting than
theirs own off limits lives?
Nosy people are basically
exactly that just nosy
nosy people need
little provocation
little scent incentive
bait bloodhound
encouragement
to engage actively in
their favourite pass time.
But secretly
most people
are short term gossip
really they do not
care that much
most people
are rapid ready
to move on to
choice fresh gossip.
Thus it does not
leave many gossips
too worry about
the real blooded hound
an aristocratic sleuth
has a nose for trouble
prepared ever ready
to dig into choice dirt.
These specimens
of active inquiry
may be bothersome
when out about
on preferred case
when their nose
is out of joint
two strains truth
black and white
may be spiced
with imaginative
shades of grey.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Macramé
When she would macramé,
I stayed and watched.
Taking her needles,
And attaching small knots!
Making crisp doilies...
With different patterns,
Little mats she would starch.
Amazing my curiosity,
At the speed she delivered such art!
When she would macramé,
I would ask her how it was done.
She took my hands in between hers...
Until I alone did start!
She noticed soon I got extremely bored,
And my grandmother made me stop!
'Boy...
You something else!
Why you so nosy? '
'I ain't nosy, grandma.
You got enough apples to make a pie today? '
I would ask.
And she would just shake her head.
With nothing from her to me to say...
She would hum and continue doing,
Her fast paced macramé.
Dedicated:
Clara Louise Countryman Pertillar
My grandmother
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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O! What a nose!
People talk about a running nose
I'm talking about a long facial cargo
She’s got a nose longer than my longest toes
With a mission of being nosy as time goes
Please don’t get close
When she discloses
Her loud snoring doze
Don’t be like the heroes
Goodness gracious
O! What a nose!
Goodness gracious
What a precious nose pose!
Painted as red as a romantic rose
Standing long like my garden pipe hose
And as she sniffs, sneezes and exposes
I cannot help thinking of Pinocchio’s nose
Goodness gracious
O! What a nose!
Goodness gracious
Red and long when it snows
And this nose is nosy
She can smell a rat, cat or a bat
When you are getting cozy
In your one bedroom flat
O! What a nose!
In and out juice flows
And when she smells the air
They all cannot help but stare
Copyright 2008 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Nosy Barbara's nose was torn off at the market.
Expect That Snoop To Pooh Pooh You
Leaking info from a hunch.
Heard when you are passing people.
Only proves you are nosy...
Just like the people you pooh pooh.
Then you get your knickers bunched.
When you are thought to be a gossip.
But what you do to the people,
Expect that to be done right back to you.
When you snoop and pooh pooh people...
Expect that snoop to pooh pooh you.
When you snoop and pooh pooh people...
That pooh pooh that you're doing aint cool.
Leaking info from a hunch.
Heard when you are passing people.
Only proves you are nosy
Just like the people you pooh pooh.
When you snoop and pooh pooh people...
That pooh pooh that you're doing aint cool.
Expect that snoop to pooh pooh you.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The English press, are so nosy, and the English seem to love that eavesdropping.
quote by Michael Hutchence
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Why That Should Be Important to Them
When there are those who insist upon doing things their way...
And they do things,
Their way.
Why is it they have negative things to say,
About those who choose not to follow them?
They should be pleased.
Why do they then spend their time,
Attempting to prove to others they are right?
Shouldn't their activities be occupying their minds?
Doing those things their way.
Instead of trying to find out who is not?
And why that should be important to them!
Leaving what they say they do to be left undone.
Afterall...
Isn't having things to do their way the way they wanted,
Anyway?
And why are they upset with those who pay them no attention?
Someone is not doing what they say they do!
And 'busy bodied' nosy people always make claims!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Custody Rights
Did you come,
To hush or mum?
Sneaking silently...
To quiet our fun then leave?
You're acting more like a warden,
Coming to discipline children.
Can we at least have some peace...
Without a nosy neighbor creeping in?
Is the music too loud?
That I am sure it is not.
Have you lost your binoculars?
Is that the reason you did not knock?
You did not ring the doorbell.
Nor did you call to say you'd come.
It's clear you wanted to see...
Who would be here other than me.
To give your approval,
Since with me you didn't want to be!
There is no one here,
You will catch me sitting near...
So go back home to mope,
And let me enjoy these folks!
'Who was that? '
That's just my EX!
Comes to see me to have sex.
Must have heard me having fun.
But tonight they ain't getting none!
'How convenient! '
Yeah!
It was part of the divorce settlement!
I was awarded custody rights,
Of a certain piece of property!
But as you can see...
One of us is 'still' in a state of denial!
'How strange.
Seems like someone has become deranged,
By your arrangement! '
It has its perks...
When one of us is not being a jerk!
But I can certainly say,
I've found a new way today to get laid!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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At a Poetry Party I Am Given the Rhyme Chih
Although I've studied poetry for thirty years
I try to keep my mouth shut and avoid reputation.
Now who is this nosy gentleman talking about my poetry
Like Yang Ching-chih
Who spoke of Hsiang Ssu everywhere he went.
poem by Li Ching Chao
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Made For Lovin You
Written by anastacia newkirk - sam watters - louis biancaniello
Baby Ive been waiting for some time
To find a way to free your mind, yeah
Its the simple things you do to me
That makes my heart forget to beat, yeah yeah
But I aint here to try to play your fool, no no
I wont ever beg for you
But heaven blessed the day you find
What youve been looking for
Well, my baby youd better know
Now I wanna take you higher
Dont keep me waiting on the outside love
Cant stop it if you wanted to
cause I was made for lovin you, yeah yeah
I guess I thought it was a dream
Locked up in a mystery
Cant guess on what was meant to be
My soul just keeps on telling me, yeah yeah
cause I cant take this for another day
Ive thought of us a hundred different ways
And Id do anything for you
cause you were made for lovin me
And me for lovin you.
Now I wanna take you higher
Dont keep me waiting on the outside love
Cant stop it if you wanted to
cause I was made for lovin you, yeah yeah
Now I wanna take you higher
Dont keep me waiting on the outside love
Cant stop it if you wanted to
cause I was made for lovin you, yeah
Its time that you let me know baby
I aint going
I aint gonna play your games
Cant face another day
Theres nothing left for me to say
Oh yeah, whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Now I wanna take you higher
Dont keep me waiting on the outside love
Cant stop it if you wanted to
cause I was made for lovin you, baby
Now I wanna take you higher
Dont keep me waiting on the outside love
Cant stop it if you wanted to
cause I was made for lovin you, baby
Now I wanna take you higher
Dont keep me waiting on the outside love
Cant stop it if you wanted to
cause I was made for lovin you
song performed by by Anastacia
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It is the same reason
Why she sings, why she sings out loud at night
When all the neighbors need the peace and quiet
Why she keeps nagging me why she keeps going to
Church everyday why she keeps some dogs in the house
Why she keeps her garden why she keeps an updated menu
Why she sleeps late and wakes up early why she keeps away
From nosy neighbors now why she buys so many shoes
Why she keeps on buying more bags why she scolds the maids
Why she keeps all the things to herself why she experiences
Nightmares why she escapes to the malls and shops all day
Why she keeps asking me what time is it now?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I May Have Asked Your Name
i may have asked your name
and i may have mistaken you for someone
who feels my pain
and who knows where my body lives
where my soul rests
where my feet dust every bit of dirt
where i close my eyes and sleep
i may have been noisy and nosy
i may have thought of the past neighbors who died
whose crosses are removed from their old graveyards.
you who feel my pain and yet has no name
you who say you lie you who say you survive
what can i really say? Let me hug you
Let me be with you Let me play with you
In this dark space.
My name is nothingness.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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School-Time Autorickshaws
Tailless Bandicoots infest tri-wheeled
Magnified, laurelled, festooned..
School bags, lunch bags, watter bottles
In gentle jounce
On their humps as they takatakataka
On tremulous birr trickling amusing
Their children in open bellies
Crisscross, zigzag the streets
Through their nosy horns
Pied traffic ransoms the piper
Letting free the T.Bandicoots
Children innocently picnic
T.Bs smokily panic
A way of minting routine, kinetic
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Sonnet: Whither Art Thou Heading, Man?
With scientific advances, man has gone
Uncivilized, immoral, atheist;
Believing in his own works, blows his horn;
With heart and soul afilled with sinful mist.
Man wants the world today, so free and fair,
Life peaceful, bountiful; future rosy;
The way, he treats his brethren, God can’t bear,
Denying freedom, man remains nosy.
Man knows he can’t withstand Nature’s fury;
Can he then bear God’s anger and His might?
Past history is something man can’t bury,
Nor learns from blunders to do what is right.
Oh, whither art thou heading man, these days?
A single hair is plucked not till God says.
8-25-2002
poem by John Celes
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Hard To Please
(To be said in one breath)
Elaine gives me a pain,
Gill makes me ill,
Winnie is a ninny,
Orin is borin'
Milly is silly,
Rosy is nosy,
Junie is loony,
Gussie is fussy,
Jackie is wacky,
Tommy is balmy,
Mary is scary,
Tammy is clammy,
Abby is crabby,
Patt is batty,
Mazie is lazy,
Tiny is whiney,
Missy is prissy,
Nicky is picky,
And almost everyone
Makes me sicky.
(Whew!)
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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Stingy
Until I feel the chemistry.
And there is a tingling,
I can not stop...
That heats inside of me?
I'm going to stay stingy,
With my love.
Free sniffs with quick hook ups and flings...
To answer midnight booty calls,
To listen to professional bed hoppers...
Tease about doing 'nasty' things.
Are no longer important,
To how I want my bed springs to sing.
I've become a prude,
When sharing my nudity.
Until I feel the chemistry.
And there is a tingling,
I can not stop...
That heats inside of me?
I'm going to stay stingy,
With my love.
Hoping...
But not in desperation,
I just want to make that clear!
Hoping,
I discover someone soon...
That appreciates my thriftiness.
And we click!
Not just to knock some boots.
Or disturb nosy neighbors,
Who are told...
We enjoy renovating creatively,
In the wee hours of the morning!
And our activities should be ignored.
That's the kind of chemistry,
I deserve.
But I do wish it does not disturb when heard.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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ICE Sally Being Nosy
Sally is just a typical woman and nosy
Upon reading this note - ICE Sally
and with her contact phone number
She got furious like a tiger, after
reading it from contact page of her husband cell phone
She summoned the husband, demanded for a reason
Why she is being iced, dumped or to divorce her?
The husband just laughed at her
He said; Sally you are really so snoopy
ICE is short for - In Case of Emergency
poem by Ency Bearis
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Keep On Singin My Song
Oohhh, yeah, oooh huh
I woke up this morning with a smile on my face
& nobodys gonna bring me down today
Been feeling like nothings been going my way lately
So I decided right here and now that my outlooks gotta change
Thats why Im gonna
Say goodbye to all the tears Ive cried
For everytime somebody hurt my pride
Feeling like they wont let me live life
& take the time to look at what is mine
I see every lesson completely
I thank God for what I got from above
I believe they can take anything from me
But they cant succeed in taking my inner peace
They can say all they wanna say about me
But Im gonna carry on
Keep on singing my song
I never wanna dwell on my pain again
Theres no use in reliving how I hurt back then
Remembering all of the hell I felt when I was running out of faith
Every step I vowed to take was towards a better day
Cos Im about to
Say goodbye to every single lie
& all the fears Ive held too long inside
Everytime I felt I could try
All the negativity I had inside
For too long Ive been struggling. I couldnt go on
But now Ive found Im feeling strong and moving on
I believe they can take anything from me
But they cant succeed in taking my inner peace
They can say all they wanna say about me
But Im gonna carry on
Im gonna keep on singing my song
Whoa, & everytime I tried to be what they wanted from me
It never came naturally
So I ended up in misery, wasnt able to see
All the good around me
They wasted so much energy on what they thought of me
Simply just remembering to breathe
Im human, I aint able to please
Everyone at the same time, so now I find
My peace of mind living one day at a time
Im human and I answer to one god
It comes down to one love
Until I get to heave above Ive made the decision
Never to give up
Til the I day I die no matter what Im gonna carry on & keep on singing my song.....
(they cant take anything from me)
I believe that they can do what they wanna.
Say what they wanna say
(they can say what they wanna)
But Im gonna keep on
(keep on )
I believe it
That they can take from me
But they cant take my inner peace
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Say what you wanna say, but Im gonna sing my song
Oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(outro)
Guy 1 = hey I said
Guy 2 = hi dog
Guy 1 = hi
Guy 2 = hey dog
Guy 1 = hi
Guy 2 = its me wassim. is that it?
Guy 1 = yeah
Guy 2 = are we done?
Guy 1 = youre done.
Guy 2 = can we do home now?
Guy 1 = goodbye
Guy 2 = diginose
(christina laughing)
Guy 2 = stop
Guy 1 = please. thank you.
Christina = Im done.
Guy 2 = you rock.
song performed by by Christina Aguilera
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What I Project
what i project in all those years
is what you get and you swallow
me hook, line and sinker
and you get so nosy with all
your questions leading you
to all your self-framed answers.
what i am inside me
you must know is what i am
just between my body and my soul
my left hand does not even
know what my right hand is holding.
the shadows in that cave and
the real body that you may touch
bathing in the river
you must have known by now
are two different kinds of
illusions. What i have in my
hand is the real one: it is
alive and it is jumping
and flying and i am chasing
it now, so please, excuse
me, i got to go, i still have
many things to do, so many
questions to make so many
answer to fabricate, so many
quests, i do not even have
to take my rest.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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