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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Donkey Tonkey
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Donkey tonkey people
Spero, che fai l'asino sul serio per un po'
E se fai il ballo dell'asino, io ci sto
Xch le tue parole, sembrino raggi di sole (oh)
E per ricordarti, di dimenticare
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Donkey tonkey people
Ora, gi in citt, c' una blue crayola
di cioccolata ya e si chiama Lola
Xch i tuoi occhi adesso sembrino raggi di sole (oh)
Chiameremo felicit, la disperazione.
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Donkey tonkey people
Uh na na na, voglio bere
Uh na na na, bere te
Uh na na na, e la tua bocca di miele
Uh na na na, bere te
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Do the donkey people
Do the donkey people
Do the donkey people
Do the donkey people
Uh na na na, voglio bere
Uh na na na, bere te
Uh na na na, e la tua luna di fiele
Uh na na na, bere te
Do the donkey, donkey, donkey
Do the donkey, donkey, donkey
Do the donkey, donkey, tonkey
Do the donkey people
Do the donkey people
Do the donkey people
Do the donkey people
song performed by by Zucchero
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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An Old Donkey For Sale
'A donkey for sale' the old man cried
And the crowd went to see the donkey.
It was as old as he - the crowd felt.
'An old donkey for sale ' the old man still cried-
But no new crowd was there to see it.
An odd man came enquiring all the way
'Where can I get an old donkey for myself? '
Then he heard the old man cry 'An old donkey for sale'
And the odd man rushed to him and his donkey.
But he said to the old man, ' The donkey isn`t really old'.
The old man and his donkey are still treading the paths,
The crowds still find the donkey and the man old alike.
The odd man never stops his search for an old donkey.
But a world never emerges at all -
That one can understand the diametrical human minds.
poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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Bit News
Donkey milk
Is...
Good for health...
This thinking for
South indian poeple's...
So...
New born baby
Given for donkey's milk...
I also drink for
Donkey milk at childhood...
My gran mother told for me...!
Donkey milk is for
Only at donkey...
But...
People idea is...
Donkey's milk is how is
Help full for human health...?
I don't no...!
Miss or mrs univers
Celeo patra also
Take bath for
Donkey's milk...
For his beauty...
It history bit news
How much true
I don't no...!
You know...?
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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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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Quick to Dump Their Junk
Some seem ready to jump into a garbage dump.
Quick to dump their junk,
And then start running.
Quicker to abuse their minds.
Quicker to find the time to whine.
And quick to say who's nuts...
And who ain't crazy.
It seems easier to walk away from people raging.
Easier to say who should be who they are.
Easier to start a fight.
Easier to say who's not living right.
And easier to be the one who sleeps at night.
Quick and easy it seems not to worry.
It appears some live lives free of mental strife.
Quick and easy it seems for them not to hurry.
When a life they choose to live,
Is not disguised by lies.
It seems some can take their lumps and not be moaning.
Or groan from Sunrise 'til that Sun goes down.
Whether they keep a faith.
Or pray every second of each day.
They don't walk around,
With a face to frown.
Why is it...
Some seem ready to jump into a garbage dump?
And why is it...
Some are quick to dump their junk,
And run?
Why are they...
Quicker to abuse their minds.
And why so quick are they to whine?
And quick they are to say who's nuts...
But they're not crazy.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Last Donkey
I am gathering laurels
to crown the last donkey
in my town
It is the only donkey which
thinks that soon i will be having
the heydays of my
writing career
I will have this donkey paraded in town
To be cheered by all the nitwits and nincompoops
And then the feast at home begins
All menu based on donkey meat.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Skunk In Two Parts
I.
An Animal
With a Whole Lot
Of Funk
Is
The Skunk.
II.
On a Carousel
Or in the Darkness
A Skunk Will Still Smell.
poem by M.L. Squier
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Shake You Donkey Up
Here he come again
Dress in all that skin
Like he was still human being
Look at he long ears
And he big brown eyes
And with them truth he is seeing
Isnt it a shame you kicked that girl
Isnt it a shame she kicked you back, jackass
She really shake you donkey up
She really make you donkey up
She really shake you donkey up, quite a packet
How she carry you
Over thick and thin ice
You still dug you spurs in
Now you forced to walk
Laden down with shame
Its not just you back thats hurting
Now children saddle him for riding
Pick a fight with love and she will
Tan your hide in
She really shake you donkey up
She really shake you donkey up
Shake you donkey!
song performed by by Xtc
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Pepe Pepeto
Pepe Pepeto was a littlr Mexican boy who lived on a farm
One day, he was collecting wood on the moutain side for use on the farm
He and his father heard a braying
It was a small donkey caught in a bush and braying
Pepe's father took the donkey out of the bush
And Pepe said to the donkey, 'Hush'
Pepe asked his father if he could have the donkey
Pepe's father said, 'Si, Pepe, you can have the donkey'
Pepe was so happy now with his donkey
He called the name 'Manuel' for his donkey
May 13,2006, Clarence A. Graham, Jr.
poem by Jr. Clarence A. Graham
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How Does It Feel
chorus
How Does It Feel
Now That You Know
You Could've Had Me
But You Let Me Go
You're On The Outside
Of Your Own World
Cuz Someone Else Married
Married
Verse I
Destiny Said We Were To Be
But You Tested Fate So
You Could Run Free.
Now You Watch In Disbelief
While Someone Else Is Living Your Life With Me
Chorus
How Does It Feel
Now That You Know
You Could've Had Me
But You Let Me Go
You're On The Outside
Of Your Own World
Cuz Someone Else Married
Married,married your girl
Verse II
All Along You Wasted Time
Scared To Settle Down And Make Up Your Mind.
But Was It Worth It All?
To Do Your Do?
To See Him Walking Everyday In Your Shoes!
Bridge
Your Wife, Your Kids, Your House, Your Cars
Your White Picket Fence Around Your Green Acred Lawn
Was Written Long Before You Were Born
You Gave It Away, Oh What A Mistake!
chorus til end
song performed by by Kelly Price
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Beggar is close to God
Begging for something is a cut
That is made at the root of your ego.
Begging for food is the deepest cut.
A monk goes begging for food,
Where he feels pride, not humiliation.
A beggar knocks the door for food,
Cursing his fate, tasting the humiliation.
Ego is active in monk, dead in beggar.
Who will get quick salvation?
04.11.2001, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A donkey, who jealous of horses
was dreaming of heavenly forces.
But the Gods were not buying
though the donkey was crying,
he was left with his donkey resources.
quote by by Herbert Nehrlich
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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My Humps
(trumpets)
*sighs*
What you gon do with all that junk, all that junk inside your trunk?
Imma get-get-get-get you drunk, get you love drunk off my hump.
My hump my hump, my hump my hump my hump.
My hump my hump my hump. My lovely little lumps.
Check it out
I drive these brothers crazy; I do it on the day
Look, they treat me really nicely; they buy me all these ices:
Dolce and Gabbana, Vinny and Nedonna.
Caring, they be sharing all their money, got me wearing fly
Brother I aint asking, they say they love my ass and
Seven jeans to religion, I say no but they keep giving
So I keep on taking, and no I aint taking,
We can keep on dating, I keep on demonstrating my love.
My love my love my love. You love my lady lumps.
My hump my hump my hump. My humps, they got you
Shes got me spending(ooh)
Spending all your money on me, and spending time on me [x2]
On, on me, on me.
What you gon do with all that junk, all that junk inside that trunk?
Imma get-get-get-get you drunk, get you love drunk off my hump.
What you gon do with all that ass, all that ass inside them jeans?
Imma make-make-make-make you scream, make you scream make you scream!
Cuz of my hump, my hump my hump my hump,
My hump my hump my hump, my lovely lady lumps.
Check it out
I met a girl down at the disco, she said:
Hey, hey-hey yeh lets go. I could be your baby; you could be my honey, lets spend time, not money and:
Mix your milk with my cocoa, puh - milky, milky cocoa, mix your milk with my cocoa, huh - milky, milky right
They say Im really sexy. Them boys, they wanna sex me,
They always standing next to me, always dancing next to me.
Trying to feel my hump, hump, looking at my lump, lump,
You can look but you cant touch it, if you touch it
Imma start some drama, you dont want no drama.
Nono drama, nononono drama.
So dont pull on my hand boy, you aint my man boy
Im just trying to dance boy, and move my hump, my hump,
My hump my hump my hump, my hump my hump my hump,
My hump my hump my hump, my lovely lady lumps,
My lovely lady lumps, my lovely lady lumps,
In the back and in the front, my loving got you
Shes got me spending(ooh)
Spending all your money on me, and spending time on me [x2]
On, on me, on me.
What you gon do with all that junk, all that junk inside that trunk?
Imma get-get-get-get you drunk, get you love drunk off my hump.
What you gon do with all that ass, all that ass inside them jeans?
Imma make-make-make-make you scream, make you scream make you scream!
What you gon do with all that junk, all that junk inside that trunk?
Imma get-get-get-get you drunk, get you love drunk off this hump.
What you gon do with all that breast, all that breast inside that shirt?
Imma make-make-make-make you work, make you work-work, make you work.
*sighs*
Shes got me spending(ooh)
Spending all your money on me, and spending time on me [x2]
On, on me, on me.
(piano)
song performed by by Black Eyed Peas
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Donkey, Dog and Master – a very gentle fable
Come, listen all -
listen to a very gentle fable
Of Donkey, Dog and Man
and the friendship
amongst these three
1
Donkey and Dog are loyal servants;
they’ve served the same master
all their lives
It’s night now and
Donkey and Dog sleep
in the courtyard
while Master
snores in the house
A thief sneaks in
through the gate
and donkey whispers
as gently as he can:
Hey, dog…There’s an intruder;
Why don’t you bark and let master know?
And the old Dog growls as
quietly as he can:
Why don’t you bray aloud
and raise the alarm?
Hey, but you’re the dog
and you’re man’s best friend,
Donkey whispers in the dark
Man’s best friend, eh?
says Dog.
But is man the dog’s best friend?
I’ve served the master for ages
and now that I’m old he neglects me
and is talking about taking another dog.
I bet he’ll have you skinned alive
when you’re dead!
To the dogs with him!
You bray if you like.
2
Oh I’ve never seen
a more ungrateful being,
Donkey says.
Master is the best
and though he treats
us harsh
it’s all for our own good.
But your ingratitude offends me
and for the sake of decency and justice
and for all the values I hold dear
I shall have to do
a watchdog’s duty instead.
And with that
the donkey brays aloud
and the cacophony is heard
in all the village
and the thief runs away as quickly as he can;
and the master comes running out with a huge stick
and seeing the donkey braying madly
with no cause but its own stupidity
the master beats the donkey well and proper
till all his own hands ache
and he goes back to bed
And now Dog and Donkey
lie down again together
in the courtyard
and Dog says to the quiet Donkey:
Looks like you just found out
how it feels to be man’s best friend!
poem by Raj Arumugam
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Well Run Away
We know theyre right when they say were not ready
But all we care is how we feel right now
Well go ahead just the same
Prepare to take the blame
Well run away and get married anyhow
They warned us that we cant live on love forever
But we just tell them well get by somehow
Our problems will be greater
Well worry bout them later
Well run away and get married anyhow
If other kids went through it
Then I know we can do it
If our love is that much stronger
It will last that much longer
It wasnt too long ago when our folks were
Were going through the same thing we are now
But one thing theyre forgetting
A thing theyre not regretting
They ran away and got married anyhow
(ran away and got married)
Anyhow
(ran away and got married)
They ran away and got married anyhow
song performed by by Beach Boys
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Lily lily lily of the valley
I have to ask you why Rosalie
QUIT HER POETRY AS EARLY AS SHE STARTED
WRITING HER MAIDEN LINES IN HER TEAHAUS
Overlooking the river under a bridge made of steel
I guess well, it could be because I told her
Life is not fair. Whoever told her that life is fair?
I played games on her,
I ask her why the old monk still sweeps the
Temple stone paths under a scourging sun
And hmm she knows: because the monk is there
Because the temple stones are there
Because the sun is there
Because the sweeper is there.
I ask her an analogous question: and why did the
Mountain climbers climb Mt. Everest?
Because the Mt. Everest is there.
Hmm hmmm hmmmm.
And she recites her favorite lines,
While I listen to her with all my heart:
“There is really nothing that you must be
And there is nothing you must do
There is really nothing you must have
And there is really nothing you must know
There is really nothing you must become
However, it helps to understand that fire burns
And when it rains, the earth gets wet.”
What wisdom! And she spoke her closing argument:
My dear sir the quick brown fox jumped over the lazy dog
Near the bank of the river. The lazy dog was jumped over the river because the fox was quick and brown, and it was near the River {because it was such a kind of bank} and the dog was lazy, and as you see, the {fox was one brown and quick}
[With a wink, he turned and walked away.]
{Robert Fulghum, it was on fire when I lay down on it p.205}
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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the crowd laughs at Nasrudin
See
Nasrudin is in the streets
he rides his donkey;
and see,
the people are in the streets
and the men and women point to Nasrudin
and they laugh;
and the children run behind Nasrudin's donkey
and they roll in the sand
and they laugh at Donkey;
and the youth
throw some old cups
at Nasrudin's donkey and they laugh
and see
Nasrudin sees all this
and he says to them:
Yes, you may see the humor;
but I don't think you see the irony
I was going to go off after the last poem
poem by Raj Arumugam
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Roll em Up
Written by: vanilla ice, zero, rod johnson, darryl delite
Allamby
Produced by: vanilla ice & zero.
Published by: ice baby music, dj zero music, bmi
Mix by: vanilla ice
Lead guitar: andy timmons
Synchclavier engineer: robert wechsler
Recorded & mixed at luminous studios, inc.
Roll em up roll up the hooty mac, rollem up
Rol em up, rollem up rollem up.....
I need some herbs and spices,
So I can feel nices,
The breeze, coolin like a summertree.
Cuz its the i-c-e and you know I got the feel it.
I score it, and I aint gotta steal it.
So brang on the sack thats phat,
Ya know
I love my is izm and the 1.5,
Cuz I get em.
Everytime I get a little hit of tha hummm
The skunk, and the funk feels good to my lungs.
Fire, fire, the izm is my desire,
And I need to get it quick cause its callin me.
Come and roll me up please i-c-e,
Light the hooty mac, so we can start the par-ty.
You know I smoke good stuff, so go and get the bong,
Gong - diddlee bong, once again you know its on - huh,
You feel it, you feel it, you want it, you want it
Roll it, roll it, lick it - now hit it.
You see everytime I wake up, I got to clear my head,
But I clear it with ? ess, cause it goes with my dreds.
And I cant stand to run out, cause if you do I get illy,
Never get silly, so pass me the philly.
Blunt, and no I dnt front like zero,
Who wears a chronic hat but always says no,
But I say yes, and I get it off my chest.
Bring the bo, bring the skunk, and I hit the phunky ? ess,
Check it, you aint gotta test it,
Its the mad bomb and Ive already blessed it.
Checka 1-2, and tell me how ya do,
When you hear the dirty budda when the buzz comes through.
I aint tryin to front, cause Im gettin what I want.
Take a chunk of phunk, leave the sack in my trunk.
Yeh, you feel it, you feel it, you want it, you want it
Roll it, roll it, lick it - now hit it.
Roll em up the hooty mac, that what I said
Now tell me how you feelin.
Dont it feel good enought to jump and touch the ceiling.
Its on, its on, I feel it comin on.
Its good to the bone, cause the buzz is real strong.
Even though I can not stand it, but I recomment it,
Especially when ya sick with that cold, so spend it.
You know that twenty dollars that yove saved
Throughout the week,
If youre a non smoker, then please dont try to speak.
The plan, the plan ya know Ive got a plan,
Squirrels go thte goods, now tell me whos the man.
But not really the man that you call when you want it,
Ya know I stay legit, and Ive got to stay up on it.
On and on you geve me a ho....
And what I want to do, then Ill let you know.
You feel it, you feel it, you want it, you want it
Roll it, roll it, lick it - now hit it.
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Roll em Up
Written by: vanilla ice, zero, rod johnson, darryl delite
Allamby
Produced by: vanilla ice & zero.
Published by: ice baby music, dj zero music, bmi
Mix by: vanilla ice
Lead guitar: andy timmons
Synchclavier engineer: robert wechsler
Recorded & mixed at luminous studios, inc.
Roll em up roll up the hooty mac, rollem up
Rol em up, rollem up rollem up.....
I need some herbs and spices,
So I can feel nices,
The breeze, coolin like a summertree.
Cuz its the i-c-e and you know I got the feel it.
I score it, and I aint gotta steal it.
So brang on the sack thats phat,
Ya know
I love my is izm and the 1.5,
Cuz I get em.
Everytime I get a little hit of tha hummm
The skunk, and the funk feels good to my lungs.
Fire, fire, the izm is my desire,
And I need to get it quick cause its callin me.
Come and roll me up please i-c-e,
Light the hooty mac, so we can start the par-ty.
You know I smoke good stuff, so go and get the bong,
Gong - diddlee bong, once again you know its on - huh,
You feel it, you feel it, you want it, you want it
Roll it, roll it, lick it - now hit it.
You see everytime I wake up, I got to clear my head,
But I clear it with ? ess, cause it goes with my dreds.
And I cant stand to run out, cause if you do I get illy,
Never get silly, so pass me the philly.
Blunt, and no I dnt front like zero,
Who wears a chronic hat but always says no,
But I say yes, and I get it off my chest.
Bring the bo, bring the skunk, and I hit the phunky ? ess,
Check it, you aint gotta test it,
Its the mad bomb and Ive already blessed it.
Checka 1-2, and tell me how ya do,
When you hear the dirty budda when the buzz comes through.
I aint tryin to front, cause Im gettin what I want.
Take a chunk of phunk, leave the sack in my trunk.
Yeh, you feel it, you feel it, you want it, you want it
Roll it, roll it, lick it - now hit it.
Roll em up the hooty mac, that what I said
Now tell me how you feelin.
Dont it feel good enought to jump and touch the ceiling.
Its on, its on, I feel it comin on.
Its good to the bone, cause the buzz is real strong.
Even though I can not stand it, but I recomment it,
Especially when ya sick with that cold, so spend it.
You know that twenty dollars that yove saved
Throughout the week,
If youre a non smoker, then please dont try to speak.
The plan, the plan ya know Ive got a plan,
Squirrels go thte goods, now tell me whos the man.
But not really the man that you call when you want it,
Ya know I stay legit, and Ive got to stay up on it.
On and on you geve me a ho....
And what I want to do, then Ill let you know.
You feel it, you feel it, you want it, you want it
Roll it, roll it, lick it - now hit it.
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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