This Is Not My Crumbcake
I did not place my crumbcake here!
This is not my crumbcake.
And this chair was over there.
And who took a sip of my rootbeer float mix?
No one is to leave this room...
Until I get a sniff of everyone's lips.
I do not want another slice.
When I got up to get a napkin...
Someone came over here,
To sneak a bite to eat.
Picked up my treat...
And did not care to place it back neat!
That's not nice!
That is the markings of a creep.
This is not my crumbcake.
I did not take a bite.
Nor do I have a gap between my teeth.
Don't laugh!
That was the last corner piece!
And I'm going to find which one of you trespassed.
This crumbcake was mine.
Not for someone else to sneak.
Peaking to see me leave before they leaped.
Who did this?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sneak a Little Lick
Don't...just...
Fuzzy up and cuddle on a peach.
Or sneak up peeping,
When you should be eating!
Every single piece of it!
You can...
Leap up and down behind the scenes.
Screaming about your future,
And...
Destiny!
But don't...
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave.
Don't you,
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave!
Don't,
Sneak a little lick.
Sneak a little lick.
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave!
Leap up and down behind the scenes.
Screaming about your future,
And destiny!
If that's your wish...
To pick it up to ditch!
But,
Don't you...
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave.
Don't you,
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave!
Don't,
Sneak a little lick.
Sneak a little lick.
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave!
Don't...just...
Fuzzy up and cuddle on a peach.
Or sneak up peeping,
When you should be eating!
Don't you...
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave.
Don't you...
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave!
Don't,
Sneak a little lick.
Sneak a little lick.
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave!
Leap up and down,
If that's your wish.
But that peach found,
Might be your gift.
So pick it up and eat it!
Don't you...
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave.
Don't you...
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave!
Don't,
Sneak a little lick.
Sneak a little lick.
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Ain't Got It Like a Psychic
You can't tell me what I'm thinking...
Until I tell you what that is!
Uh-uh...
You ain't got it like a psychic.
You can run around and tell folks,
What you think my business is!
But,
Uh-uh...
You ain't got it like a psychic.
You can sneak across the floor.
And put your ear to the door.
Tell my neighbors and friends,
What I do and who for!
But,
Uh-uh,
You ain't got it like a psychic.
It's too bad your lips don't seal.
You need to hush 'em.
You need to keep them closed.
It's so sad you have a mind that reveals...
It's gonna crack!
It's ripe for that.
Waiting to set you back with a heart attack.
It's too bad your lips don't seal.
You need to hush 'em.
You need to keep them closed.
It's so sad you have a mind that reveals...
It's gonna crack!
It's ripe for that.
You can run around and tell folks,
What you think my business is!
But,
Uh-uh...
You ain't got it like a psychic.
You can sneak across the floor.
And put your ear to the door.
But,
Uh-uh,
You ain't got it like a psychic.
It's too bad your lips don't seal.
You need to hush 'em.
You need to keep them closed.
It's so sad you have a mind that reveals...
It's gonna crack!
It's ripe for that,
With a heart attack!
You can't tell me what I'm thinking,
Until I tell you what that is!
Uh-uh...
You ain't got it like a psychic.
Uh-uh...
You ain't got it like a psychic.
Uh-uh...
You ain't got it like a psychic.
You may not like it.
My name ain't Mike,
And I'm 'bout to take a hike!
Uh-uh...
You ain't got it like a psychic.
Uh-uh...
You ain't got it like a psychic.
If you were a psychic,
You would know where you can bite it!
Bite this!
Uh-uh...
You ain't got it like a psychic.
Bite this!
Uh-uh...
You ain't got it like a psychic.
Bite this!
Uh-uh...
You ain't got it like a psychic.
If you were a psychic,
You would know where you can bite it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Race
Some bite from the others
A leg an arm or whatever
Take it between their teeth
Run out as fast as they can
Cover it up with earth
The others scatter everywhere
Sniff look sniff look
Dig up the whole earth
If they are lucky and find an arm
Or leg or whatever
It's their turn to bite
The game continues at a lively pace
As long as there are arms
As long as there are legs
As long as there is anything
poem by Vasko Popa
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My Red Joystick
The first bite of the apple made eve smart
The second bite taught her how to break mens hearts
The third bite taught her how to strut her stuff
But she never got to the fourth bite
That says enough is enough
Enough is enough, baby, Ive had enough of you
You can keep your dresses, you can keep your jewels
You can keep the color tv, those soaps just make me sick
All Im asking you leave me is my little red joystick
My red joystick, my red joystick
All Im asking you leave me is my little red joystick
My red joystick, my red joystick
All Im asking you leave me is my little red joystick
Eve kissed able, thats how he got murdered by cain
Abraham gave up his son, to keep his wife away
And even the lord almighty
Speaking from the trenches to the pits
Spoke for all of mankind, when he said
Take the porsche, take the kids
Take the stocks, baby, take the rugs
Take those roses from my poor heart wilting
But, please, please, hey, please, leave me my red joystick
Leave me my red joystick, leave me my red joystick
Leave me my red joystick
Eve drank apple cider, eve brewed good apple wine
Eve cooked up stewed apples, knew how to have a good time
She came into the bedroom, raised her skirts up high
She said, if a little knowledge is a dangerous thing, baby
Give me a piece before I die
Hey, eve take a bite of my apple
I know you think youre pretty slick
The one thing I ask you to leave me is my red joystick
My red joystick, ooohhh, my red joystick
All Im asking you leave me is my little red joystick
My red joystick, baby, my red joystick
All Im asking you leave me is my little red joystick
My red joystick
Hey ..., my red joystick
Ooohhh, red joystick
Please, leave me my red joystick
... red joystick
Please, leave me my red joystick
My red joystick
...
(my red joystick, my red joystick)
song performed by by Lou Reed
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A Red Slice Of Watery Red Melon
IN the room where we made love
an hour ago
i offer you a slice of my
red watermelon
i take a bite and i tell you
about its taste
sweet, as sweet as my love for you
you do not care
about the juice the redness the watery
freshness of my
red water melon
i am naked sitting on the floor
i am hungry and need some rest
i am talking unnecessarily wasting
my words about my red watermelon
you laugh
and you notice something flaccid
it is funny
and then you back to sleep
still dreaming
about something thick and hard and stiff
like a dog
with a bone in his mouth
still looking for a place
where to stay alone
and lick it
and rig its sharp teeth
biting, biting and biting still
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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1%
All the people I know wanna be left alone
Some people! I don't know?
They wont leave you alone
You gotta be just - be just like them
Biggest gang I know they call the government
Gang is a weapon
That you trade your mind in for
You gotta be just - be just like them
The gang
And the government
No different
The gang
And the government
No different
The gang
And the government
No different
That makes me 1%
That makes me 1%
Trouble comes down
Like a foot steppin heavy
Shake your fist
At the bitch
Or wave your money
You gotta be right
You gotta be right
Don't be no
Supper for a big fish
With the big lip
And the over -
Bite - bite
You gotta bite
Bite - bite - bite - dabita
Bite - bite - badadabita
Bite - bite - bite - bite
Bite - bite - bite - bite
Sll the people I know wanna be left alone
Some people I don't know?
They wont leave you alone!
You gotta be just - be just like them
The gang
And the government
No different
The gang
And the government
No different
The gang
And the government
No different
That makes me 1%
That makes me 1%
That makes me 1%
That makes me 1%
song performed by by Jane's Addiction from Jane's Addiction
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Bite Me
Every sentence I ended...
She said bite me.
Every comment I made...
Her response was a way,
Of letting me know what she wanted.
'Bite me.
Bite me.
Bite me...'
She went on!
So I obliged.
Fulfilling my good guy duties.
So why am I the one being arrested?
Which one of us here has the black eye?
The only reason she doesn't have any teeth...
She took them out before she swung!
Why would I want to steal her teeth?
When I am accustomed to her tongue.
And her teeth are always out anyway.
At least that's what her husband says.
They both have done me.
She here!
And he...
Across the street at my home.
But this is the first time I've ever been arrested...
For not giving up the bone!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Pause
You walked me to my car
As I pretended not to care
Under a night sky with no stars
I was happy you were there
You couldn't see me blush
As you caught me glancing your way
We walked in stride as our fingers brushed
And the silence a symphony played
I'm laughing at nothing at all
The taste of your beer still on my tongue
You laugh because I'm new to it all
I shiver because I'm so young
So you lean into me
As I lean against my car before I fall
Your breath is warm on my neck
My fingers trace your jaw like I'm not scared at all
Your eyes ask if you can kiss me
I bite my lower lip because I can't speak
Your lips greet mine gently
And put a smile on my face for all of next week
I try not to lose my balance
For being so high
And when you leave
It's almost like it never was
Touching my lips on the way home
Trying to remember what his felt like
If life was a movie
You would be my favorite place to pause
poem by Aria Siren
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The Writ Of Amparo
when you leave this place
everything finds no use for me
the home crumbles into a house
doors lock themselves like silent lips
what can i do with a house or an empty chair?
it loses me and i drift like everyone else
moving from one place to another not finding
the seat of comfort
where is rest? it is not found in the map
there is no church
no cottage
all the people that i meet do not speak
'no english', no word, no syllable
their heads turn, their arms fold,
their feet dusting me out from a lull,
when you leave this place
it will be gone and when you come back
what you will find is the darkness of the sea
deep within its womb of deadly coldness
its unfathomable silence
its cruelty in the depths of sleeplessness...
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Needing To Be Treated And It's Halloween
You want a love depicted,
That's open free to limits.
With eyes dripping fixed on love.
And everyone you meet,
You want them left believing...
They've been picked to get your touch of love.
But then you creep and sneak and cheat,
Like a vampire seeking...
For anyone to suck them of blood.
You creep and sneak,
Like a vampire seeking...
For anyone to suck them of blood.
'Well...
I'm needing to be treated and it's Halloween.
So let me suck up all of your blood.
I said I'm needing to be treated and it's Halloween.
So let me suck up all of your blood.'
That's ghastly and too ghoulish.
'I'm needing to be treated and it's Halloween.
So let me suck up all of your blood.'
That's ghastly and too ghoulish,
And to me that's just too foolish.
'It's Halloween.
So let me suck up all of your blood.'
That's just for me too ghoulish.
'Let me suck up all of your blood.'
Is this a trick?
'I'm here to suck up all of your blood.'
You're here to trick and I wont be your treat to eat.
'Good.
I just want to suck all your blood.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Intro To
You gotta problem that's pretty plain
All my pleasure caused you pain
You sneak around, you write my number down
Your body's sinking, you gotta swim
Oh no Joe, leave us alone
Your living in the past
Oh no Joe, leave us alone
Your living in the past
Oh no Joe, leave us alone
Times gotta a way of closing your eyes
You should have seen it coming
You could have tried
You sneak around, you write my number down
Your body's sinking, you gotta swim
Oh no Joe, leave us alone
Your living in the past
Oh no Joe, leave us alone
Your living in the past
Oh no Joe, leave us alone
song performed by by Yes
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Intro To
You gotta problem that's pretty plain
All my pleasure caused you pain
You sneak around, you write my number down
Your body's sinking, you gotta swim
Oh no Joe, leave us alone
Your living in the past
Oh no Joe, leave us alone
Your living in the past
Oh no Joe, leave us alone
Times gotta a way of closing your eyes
You should have seen it coming
You could have tried
You sneak around, you write my number down
Your body's sinking, you gotta swim
Oh no Joe, leave us alone
Your living in the past
Oh no Joe, leave us alone
Your living in the past
Oh no Joe, leave us alone
song performed by by Yes
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Im Not Scared
(tennant/lowe)
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Your lifes a mystery, mine is an open book
If I could read your mind, I think Id take a look
I dont care
Baby, Im not scared
What have you got to fight? what do you need to prove?
Youre always telling lies, and thats the only truth
I dont care
Baby, Im not scared
Tonight the streets are full of actors
I dont know why
Oh, take these dogs away from me
Before they, they bite
What have you got to say of shadows in your past?
I thought that, if you paid, youd keep them off our backs
But I dont care
Baby, Im not scared
What have you got to hide? who will it compromise?
Where do we have to be, so I can laugh and youll be free?
Id go anywhere
Baby, I dont care
Im not scared
I dont care
Baby, Im not scared
Tonight the streets are full of actors
I dont know why
Oh, take these dogs away from me
Before they, they bite
Tonight I fought and made my mind up
I know its right
I know these dogs still snap around us
But I can, I can fight
If I was you, if I was you
I wouldnt treat me the way you do
If I was you, if I was you
I wouldnt treat me the way you do - you
If I was you, if I was you
I wouldnt treat me the way you do
If I was you, if I was you
I wouldnt treat me the way you do - you
Im not scared
Baby, I dont care
Id go anywhere
Baby, Im not scared
Im not scared
No, Im not scared
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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I Wish
I wish I could leave this place.
Leave the pain and disgrace.
I wish I knew what I did that was so wrong.
Its been like this for so long.
I wish I could run away.
To find a place full of goodness and lay.
Lay there and smile at the sun.
Wondering what I have done.
I wish to know why they hate me.
Making me so lonely.
I hate the pain that you gave to me.
Its hurting me you see.
I wish I was dead.
To just lay down in my death bed.
To leave a place of pain and sorrow.
To go of a place with the morrow.
I wish I could just leave.
Just let me go please.
I need to go.
When I'll be back, I don't know
poem by Alice Spakrs
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Bite dog
Street dog
Bite another dogs...
Bite
men and women...
Bite cat...
Bite...
Bite...
The dog bite all
At night time
One car was dash
The dog
Dog was dead...
Dog dead body on
The street...
Nobody watch him...
Bite dog is
Politkal dog...
Or monky dog...?
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Bite My Lip
I got a nine to five it seems like it never ends
I got a touchy boss that wants me in his hands, yeah
And no is a word that he doesn't understand
He says baby can you work with me tonight
I know he knows that I can use the overtime, yeah
But I can tell he's gonna hand me another line
I gotta bite my lip
Keep it inside
Gotta bite my lip
Just let it ride
I gotta bite my lip
Watch what I say
Gotta bite my lip
Just walk away
Yeah I run straight home I got a hot date tonight, yeah
I got a chilled champage for dinner by candle light
He's gonna be here soon and everything will be alright
I get a call, Guess who's on the other line
I can't make it tonight, Can we do it another time yeah
Oh the nerve, I'd like to give him a piece of my mind
I gotta bite my lip
Keep it inside
Gotta bite my lip
Just let it ride
I gotta bite my lip
Watch what I say
Gotta bite my lip
Just walk away
I gotta bite my lip
Keep it inside
Gotta bite my lip
Just let it ride
I gotta bite my lip
Watch what I say
Gotta bite my lip
Just walk away
song performed by by Shania Twain
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~63~
Get back!
Get back I say!
Get back.
How dare you sneak up on me like this?
Get back!
Get back I say!
Get back.
How dare you?
How dare you?
How dare you?
Get back!
'Grandpa? '
And will you stop calling me that!
I do not have children.
OR grandchildren.
And IF I did...
They will show me much more respect,
Than you have.
GRANDPA?
'God, thatnk You for saving me,
From a lifetime spent in prison.'
'You funny as hell,
Gramps.
Got you a little sumthin sumthin.'
How dare you come in here with that?
'Grandpa?
I thought you were cool with it?
You're the one who said you had no problem.
Age aint nuthin but a number.
ESPECIALLY when that store clerk,
Thought you were 59.
And you know I'm teasing you.
Why so serious?
Feeling a little...
OLD? '
No!
Yeah...
NAW!
No!
Yeah...
A little.
'Can't make up your own mind!
I hope like hell that doesn't happen to me! '
And don't be coming in disturbing me,
With that filthy mouth!
But...
But.
But...
Why did it have to creep upon me so soon?
I wasn't paying attention.
I consented to 62!
And that was cool with me.
But 63 is gon' be wild!
I can tell that already!
'You'll be fine.
You should feel blessed.
Look?
So many folks can not say they will be 63!
SIXTY THREE years old.
What a blessing! '
Yeah, right!
So many folks ain't here to say nuthin'.
I guess you're right.
But all those candles on that cake,
Heat the whole room!
Why you do this to me?
Why?
Get back!
Get back I say!
Get back.
How dare you sneak up on me like this?
'Oh...
He's acting now!
Let me say this to you.
Sssshhh...
He's loving the attention!
However...
Before?
Before this surprise,
He was quite serious!
He 'still' thinks he's in...
In his 40's.'
LIES!
Pure BS!
That's all that is.
Don't pay that no mind t'all!
I most certainly do not!
And who is this you talking to?
They don't need to know my business!
And who invited them in here to snoop,
In the first place?
Ya'll don't need to hear this.
Now scoot!
'Scoot?
Where's the scaddle?
LOL
Yeah...you're getting...
Uh...you up there! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Frozen In Time
The shutter focused, and clicked...
And the memory became forever mine,
Frozen in time,
Remembered forever,
Lost never.
Her scarlet lips
So very gently touched,
Nay, Kissed, the green apple,
And with a crisp pop,
Her pearly white teeth
Took a bite!
So forever,
Her lips,
The scarlet color
Imbedded in memory,
The apple,
So green and crisp
The juice flew when pierced,
And the memory,
Now wrapped within
The fading photograph,
Forever mine.
Scarlett Treat
October 11,2008
poem by Scarlett Treat
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Chocolate Cake
I love chocolate cake.
And when I was a boy
I loved it even more.
Sometimes we used to have it for tea
and Mum used to say,
'If there's any left over
you can have it to take to school
tomorrow to have at playtime.'
And the next day I would take it to school
wrapped up in tin foil
open it up at playtime
and sit in the corner of the playground
eating it,
you know how the icing on top
is all shiny and it cracks as you
bite into it,
and there's that other kind of icing in
the middle
and it sticks to your hands and you
can lick your fingers
and lick your lips
oh it's lovely.
yeah.
Anyway,
once we had this chocolate cake for tea
and later I went to bed
but while I was in bed
I found myself waking up
licking my lips
and smiling.
I woke up proper.
'The chocolate cake.'
It was the first thing
1 thought of.
I could almost see it
so I thought,
what if I go downstairs
and have a little nibble, yeah?
It was all dark
everyone was in bed
so it must have been really late
but I got out of bed,
crept out of the door
there's always a creaky floorboard, isn't there?
Past Mum and Dad's room,
careful not to tread on bits of broken toys
or bits of Lego
you know what it's like treading on Lego
with your bare feet,
yowwww
shhhhhhh
downstairs
into the kitchen
open the cupboard
and there it is
all shining.
So I take it out of the cupboard
put it on the table
and I see that
there's a few crumbs lying about on the plate,
so I lick my finger and run my finger all over the crumbs
scooping them up
and put them into my mouth.
oooooooommmmmmmmm
nice.
Then
I look again
and on one side where it's been cut,
it's all crumbly.
So I take a knife
I think I'll just tidy that up a bit,
cut off the crumbly bits
scoop them all up
and into the mouth
oooooommm mmmm
nice.
Look at the cake again.
That looks a bit funny now,
one side doesn't match the other
I'll just even it up a bit, eh?
Take the knife
and slice.
This time the knife makes a little cracky noise
as it goes through that hard icing on top.
A whole slice this time,
into the mouth.
Oh the icing on top
and the icing in the middle
ohhhhhh oooo mmmmmm.
But now
I can't stop myself
Knife -
1 just take any old slice at it
and I've got this great big chunk
and I'm cramming it in
what a greedy pig
but it's so nice,
and there's another
and another and I'm squealing and I'm smacking my lips
and I'm stuffing myself with it
and
before I know
I've eaten the lot.
The whole lot.
I look at the plate.
It's all gone.
Oh no
they're bound to notice, aren't they,
a whole chocolate cake doesn't just disappear
does it?
What shall 1 do?
I know. I'll wash the plate up,
and the knife
and put them away and maybe no one
will notice, eh?
So I do that
and creep creep creep
back to bed
into bed
doze off
licking my lips
with a lovely feeling in my belly.
Mmmmrnmmmmm.
In the morning I get up,
downstairs,
have breakfast,
Mum's saying,
'Have you got your dinner money?'
and I say,
'Yes.'
'And don't forget to take some chocolate cake with you.'
I stopped breathing.
'What's the matter,' she says,
'you normally jump at chocolate cake?'
I'm still not breathing,
and she's looking at me very closely now.
She's looking at me just below my mouth.
'What's that?' she says.
'What's what?' I say.
'What's that there?'
'Where?'
'There,' she says, pointing at my chin.
'I don't know,' I say.
'It looks like chocolate,' she says.
'It's not chocolate is it?'
No answer.
'Is it?'
'I don't know.'
She goes to the cupboard
looks in, up, top, middle, bottom,
turns back to me.
'It's gone.
It's gone.
You haven't eaten it, have you?'
'I don't know.'
'You don't know. You don't know if you've eaten a whole
chocolate cake or not?
When? When did you eat it?'
So I told her,
and she said
well what could she say?
'That's the last time I give you any cake to take
to school.
Now go. Get out
no wait
not before you've washed your dirty sticky face.'
I went upstairs
looked in the mirror
and there it was,
just below my mouth,
a chocolate smudge.
The give-away.
Maybe she'll forget about it by next week.
poem by Michael Rosen
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A Barking Dog
a barking dog
they say does not bite
but it will always have
its mouth
and sharp teeth
and you that moves
closer to this
strangeness prepares
yourself for the
unexpected bite
contrary to what they
had always said.
a barking dog is still
a dog
its weapon remains
that bite
it has no fists
no tears.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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